Clear

(The story continues.)

CK was anxious; he was eager to know the questions, but he could not put up enough courage to ask the professor again.

He decided to find two companions to go with him, for psychological support, as well as for being independent witness - so that he would not be accused later for hiding crucial information from his classmates. (We all knew he would not, but CK was certainly the most careful person of our class.)

The two classmates that he chose were TS (who later turned out to be our gold medalist of surgery) and myself. When CK told us his plan, TS and I looked at each other; our eyes exchanged a quick understanding message, and we said together:

We think that PC's talk was very clear !

I still remember CK almost fainted.

PS. TS and I subsequently wrote down for the rest of our class what we believed was the secret message. In retrospect, there were seven questions in the paper, and PC gave us hint on six - obviously leaving one so that TS could score his gold medal.