In our trade we have strange people to deal with. Most of 'em are poor,
and can't buy a machine right off, but are ready and willing to pay so
much a week. That suits them, and it suits me, if they'll only keep the
payments up to the end.
You won't believe me, perhaps, but some of them don't do that. Some of
them leave their lodgings, and I never see them again: and the most
curious part is that the sewing machine disappears with them, and I
never see that again. Many a one, too, that has disappeared like that,
I do see again--perhaps have it brought here by some one to be repaired,
or exchanged for a bigger, or for one of a different maker; for if you
look round here, you'll see I've got all kinds--new and old, little
domestics and big trades--there, you name any maker, and see if I don't
bring you out one of his works.
Well, then I ask these people where they got the machine--for I always
know them by the number--it turns out that they've bought it through an
advertisement, or at a sale-room, or maybe out of a pawnbroker's shop.
But I've had plenty of honest people to deal with too--them as have come
straightforward, and told me they couldn't keep up their payments, and
asked me to take their machine back, when I'd allow them as much as I
thought fair, and 'twould be an end of a pleasant transaction.
The way I've been bitten though, by some folks, has made me that
case-hardened that sometimes I've wondered whether I'd got any heart
left, and the wife's had to interfere, telling me I've been spoiled with
prosperity, and grown unfeeling.
It was she made me give way about Ruth, for one day, after having had my
bristles all set up by finding out that three good sound machines, by
best makers, had gone nobody knew where, who should come into the shop
but a lady-like woman in very shabby widow's weeds. She wanted a
machine for herself and daughter to learn, and said she had heard that I
would take the money by instalments. Now just half-an-hour before, by
our shop clock, I had made a vow that I'd give up all that part of the
trade, and I was very rough with her--just as I am when I'm cross--and
said, "No."
"But you will if the lady gives security," says my wife hastily.
The poor woman gave such a woe-begone look at us that it made me more
out of temper than ever, for I could feel that if I stopped I should
have to let her have one at her own terms. And so it was; for, there,
if I didn't let her have a first-class machine, as good as new, she only
paying seven and six down, and undertaking to pay half-a-crown a week,
and no more security than nothing!
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