"I wonder," mused William, as he stepped towards M. Colin's, "whether
some of the better-conducted of the men might not be induced to come
round to East's in an evening? It might be a beginning, at any rate.
Once wean the men from the public-houses, and there's no knowing what
reform might be effected. I would willingly give up an hour or two of my
evenings to them!"
His visit to M. Colin over, he retraced his steps to Honey Fair and
turned into Robert East's. It was past eight o'clock then. Robert and
Stephen Crouch were home from work, and were getting out their books.
Charlotte sat by, at work as usual, and Tom East was drawing Charlotte's
head towards him, to whisper something to her.
"Robert," said William, speaking impulsively, the moment he entered, "I
wonder whether you could induce a few of your neighbours to come here of
an evening?"
"What for, sir?" asked Robert turning round from the book-shelves where
he stood, searching for some volume.
"It might be so much better for them. It might end in being so. I wish,"
he added with sudden warmth, "we could get all Honey Fair here!"
"All Honey Fair!" echoed Stephen Crouch in astonishment.
"I mean what I say, Crouch."
"Why, sir, the room wouldn't hold a quarter or a tenth part, or a
hundredth part of them."
William laughed. "No, that it would not, practically. There is so much
discomfort around us, and--and ill-doing--I must call it so, for want of
a better name--that I sometimes wish we could mend it a little."
"Who mend it, sir?"
"Any one who would try. You two might help towards it. If you could
seduce a few round here, and get them to be interested in your own
evening occupation--books and rational conversation--and so wean them
from the public-houses, it would be a great thing."
"There'd never be any good done with the men, take them as a whole, sir.
They are an ignorant, easy-going lot, and don't care to be better."
"That's just it, Crouch. They don't care to be better. But they might be
taught to care. It would be a very great thing if Honey Fair could be
brought to spend its evenings as you spend yours. If the men gave up
spending their money, and reeling home after it; and the women kept tidy
hearths and civil tongues. As Charlotte does," he added looking round at
her.
"There's no denying that, sir."
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