He finished his advice by lending me £2 towards the amount required,
and I went on my sorrowful way homewards. When I reached home I found
a fresh batch of dunning letters and two judgment summonses waiting
for me, but I paid no heed to them, I had more engrossing business to
attend to. I spent a long time explaining the position to my wife and
endeavouring to furbish up some of the stock in the event of my being
driven to raise money on it, and then went on the doleful business of
trying to borrow £8 without any reasonable prospect of being able to
repay it. That was indeed a pilgrimage of pain. But I must not say
that; although the fruit of a long half day's search was only £1, I
met with very much sympathy and many kind cheering words, also much
commendation for having taken the step I had at last.
I went back to the office in the morning, after a sleepless night,
feeling as unfit for my clerical duties as I could well be, as may be
imagined. My sympathetic chief was of course anxious to know how I had
fared, and listened with the greatest attention to my story. Then he
suggested that I had better take at least a couple of days off, as I
could not possibly do my work under such mental conditions, and leave
no means untried to raise that money, even if I had to sell such of
the stock as I could make saleable at any price it would fetch. And he
wound up by lending me a sovereign, to be repaid when I could.
So I got through the day somehow, though I am afraid I sorely
exasperated other care-free individuals, who had to work with me and
could not realise the condition of my mind. At last five o'clock came,
and I hurried home. My wife met me midway of the shop with a beaming
face, and held out her hand with eight sovereigns in it. I staggered
back as if I had received a blow, and gasped, "Wh-a-at, where, how
did you get it?" "Pawned the piano," she replied promptly, a statement
which filled me with amazement, for, although I was only too familiar
with the side entrance to establishments flaunting the three golden
balls, she, to the best of my knowledge and belief, had never been in
such a place in her life. I had always taken that unpleasant necessity
upon myself.
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