Dear Professor Finkelstein,

I regret to inform you that I will not be attending your upcoming series of lectures, as I am departing at once for other lands. Regrettably, I cannot leave my bed, so I am unable to see whether the horrible monster has returned to the window outside your bedroom. I only hope you are safe, and I remain

Sincerely Yours,
Cornelius Watson

Dear Cornelius,

I'm quite sorry to hear that you will be missing my lectures; the series on "Microbacterial Infections of Chicken Vents" should prove to be fascinating. But how wondrous that you will be travelling to other lands—in your bed! Ah, the life of leisure. As for the monster outside my window, worry yourself not a moment more. It was only a student and admirer of mine who happened to be quite unattractive. A bit deformed in the face, you see. A little shoddy in the brain department as well. But, anyway, in the end, not really a threat.

So float by my office on your flying bed for a proper goodbye, if you can. Ta ta!

Sincerely Yours,
Professor Finkelstein

[gmd]