England -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction; English fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, English
He went off home to write a letter to the bank, and to recognise that
matters had, after all, turned out better than he might have expected.
In the evening he made his usual call here, dressed up special, and
evidently anxious to find out what sort of an effect his display of
benevolence had made on Mrs. I.
“I can’t help seeing,” she said confidentially, taking the evening paper
from another customer and handing it to Mr. Ardwick, “that I’ve, all
along, done you an injustice. I liked your conversation, and I had no
fault to find with your general behaviour; but somehow I had an idea that
you rather over-did the economical.”
“If I come across a really deserving case,” remarked Mr. Ardwick
modestly, “I’m prepared to give away my last penny. I don’t say I
scatter my money broadcast, but when I do give I give liberally and with
both hands.”
“I was telling the poor man,” said Mrs. Ingram, “that he ought to feel
very much indebted to you. You’ve stood him on his feet, so to speak,
and, whatever it may lead to, he’s only got you to thank.”
“Don’t make too much of a mere trifle.”
“I advised him to put half of it away in the Post Office, and use the
other half to rig himself out in a new suit and look respectable.”
“Excuse me,” interrupted Mr. Ardwick, rather anxiously, “but when did you
say all this to him?”
“About a hour or so ago,” she replied, “when he came in and asked me to
change the cheque for him. Knowing all the circumstances, of course I
didn’t hesitate a single moment!”
* * * * *
I was doing a bit of debt-collecting at the time, said the proprietor of
the tobacconist’s shop, and that was how I became acquainted with Mrs.
Ingram. She felt grateful over my success with what was undoubtedly a
tough job, and one word led to another, and eventually I consented to
propose to her. She’ll be down directly. Wait and have a glance at her,
and tell me if you think I acted wisely.
III—THE WONDERFUL START
DAZED by sudden introduction to a distinguished company, he glanced
eagerly and confusedly around in the hope of finding some one who would
give him a smile of encouragement. The most distinguished of all, seated
opposite to him, acknowledged his bow and gave the order that a chair
should be offered, and this was accepted.
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