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15 It was just as warm in tone as if we were meeting again in the dining room for breakfast, some long past morning in the North Sea. "How well do I remember that crossing," he wrote, "and how you helped me with my English so that I was able to make my tour of lectures in the United States." He added that he was leaving Stockholm the following day, again for the United States, this time to attend the semi-centennial celebration of the discovery of radium, and hoped that we would meet in Chicago. You can imagine how happy I was as I opened the door of the hotel ballroom in which the American Radiological was meeting, a few weeks later. As it happened, Dr Berven himself was on the platform that moment, apparently just finishing the paper he was giving. Following the discussion, ^'a rest' period was given by the moderator and I was able to make my way to the front of the room. To the amazement of the radiologists, we threw our arms around each other - no, there was nothing cold-blooded about him."

  "I can see why you like that story."
  Can't you, though?  A long-space narrative with a really noble

theme, namely the initiation of a student by a great teacher. And I'm sure you will understand, Inspector, that I don't mean great in terms of prominence or recognition but of professional accomplishment and human warmth, simplicity and dedication. And when I went to the banquet the following evening and saw the delegates from all over the world, and from the midst of them, out of that somewhat faded photograph, the same inconspicuous figure rose to welcome them and propose his "Skoll" to progress in the medical science in the relief of human suffering, I was stirred by just the same admiration as in 1930,"

  "Is he still living?"
  "No.  By sheer chance, I saw the notice of his death, six or

seven years ago, well into the seventies, I believe. I was really grieved to realize that so fine a doctor was no longer living."

  "Do you think he realized what an important part he