As for Mainwaring himself, I could perceive that he was seriously
alarmed. He followed me out of the train, and his face was white, his
voice much shaken, as he took my arm.
“Old chap,” he said, “I’ve annoyed you; I’ve bored you with my
irresponsible chatter. You’re trying to escape from me. You mustn’t let
a friend influence you against your better judgment. Of course, I only
thought of your good, but----”
“My dear fellow,” I answered, “nobody ever gave me better advice, and
unless circumstances conspire against it, I mean to do as you suggest.”
“Yes, yes--capital,” he said, with the voice we assume when trying to
soothe an intoxicated acquaintance or a lunatic. “You _shall_ go, dear
old fellow, and I’ll see you home.”
Now, here is the effect of taking advice upon the man who gives it!
Mainwaring is a genial, uncalculating, kindly soul, who is always
tendering counsel and exhortation to everybody, from his shoeblack
upwards; yet, in a moment, I had him reduced to a mere bundle of
vibrating nerves, simply because I had promptly undertaken to follow
one of his suggestions. Of course I knew the thought in his mind: he
believed that I was out of mine. So I said:
“Yes, old fellow, I see what you think; but, consider, if I’m a lunatic
to take your advice, what must you be to give it?”
This conundrum, if possible, increased his uneasiness. He fussed
anxiously around me and begged to be allowed to see me home; whereupon,
being weary of his cowardice, I waved Mainwaring off, left the station
to be free of him, and hastily ascended Arundel Street.
My object was now an omnibus which should convey me almost to my door;
and my heart grew fairly light again, for if by the terms of the wager
I could legitimately get back under my own roof, the worst might be
well over. I pictured myself packing quietly all day for the Continent.
Then, when morning should come, I had merely to change my mind again
and the matter would terminate. Any natural disappointment of my wife
and the girls, when they heard of my intention to stop in London after
all, might be relieved with judicious gifts.
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