End of the Night

As the hours pass one by one in a haze of drinks and cigar smoke, the Professor seems to be everywhere and nowhere all at once. People from various professions of Academia mingle and mix talking of foreign lands, the new sciences of the world and the horrors of war. The evening passes with little chance to catch the elusive Professor or his faithful manservant.

Then before you notice, the crowd of people has thinned and the man of the hour is nowhere to be seen. Alas, there is always tomorrow.