chapter  6
Chapter Six
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My conversation with the Ministry seemed to take ages, and, as I had already anticipated, it proved abortive. But I was far from being depressed. Although he seemed to be oblivious of what had happened, because he was concentrating on some letter or other, Eliot looked up resignedly and with a smile of one all too accustomed to the lack of business acumen in other people; but I could see that he was also relieved to find me not too cast down. Fifteen years were

mind,thebrother-in-law'srequestmightbysomehappychancehave 'marriedup'withmyownapplication.Itisaninterestingthought. WhetherHenryEliot'sletterisstillonsomeHomeOfficefileorother amongtheseventeenmilesofpaperwhichToynbee(ifIremember right)calculatedtocomprisethetotalgovernmentdocumentationof thewar,Idonotknow;butsomeresearchworkermayconceivably yetcomeuponit,anditwouldbeinterestingtolearnwhetherit containedanyaptcomments.Possiblyitwasdismissedasthework ofaneccentric;andjustasHenryEliotreceivednoreply,Ihave nodoubtthatEliothimselfremainedinignoranceofitsexistence, unlessTheresalatermentionedittohim.Hewouldcertainlynot haveapprovedofbeingsingledoutforspecialtreatment.