"'Besides,' he continued, in a deeper tone, 'you know my feelings. I
shall never care for any other woman but Elizabeth.'
"'And she?' I said
"'She,' he sighed, 'is breaking her heart for Smith.'
"'Why don't you tell her you are Smith?' I asked.
"'I cannot,' he replied, 'not even to win her. Besides, she would not
believe me.'
"We said good-night at the corner of Bond Street, and I did not see him
again till one afternoon late in the following March, when I ran against
him in Ludgate Circus. He was wearing his transition blue suit and
bowler hat. I went up to him and took his arm.
"'Which are you?' I said.
"'Neither, for the moment,' he replied, 'thank God. Half an hour ago I
was Smythe, half an hour hence I shall be Smith. For the present half-
hour I am a man.'
"There was a pleasant, hearty ring in his voice, and a genial, kindly
light in his eyes, and he held himself like a frank gentleman.
"'You are certainly an improvement upon both of them,' I said.
"He laughed a sunny laugh, with just the shadow of sadness dashed across
it. 'Do you know my idea of Heaven?' he said.
"'No,' I replied, somewhat surprised at the question.
"'Ludgate Circus,' was the answer. 'The only really satisfying moments
of my life,' he said, 'have been passed in the neighbourhood of Ludgate
Circus. I leave Piccadilly an unhealthy, unwholesome prig. At Charing
Cross I begin to feel my blood stir in my veins. From Ludgate Circus to
Cheapside I am a human thing with human feeling throbbing in my heart,
and human thought throbbing in my brain--with fancies, sympathies, and
hopes. At the Bank my mind becomes a blank. As I walk on, my senses
grow coarse and blunted; and by the time I reach Whitechapel I am a poor
little uncivilised cad. On the return journey it is the same thing
reversed.'
"'Why not live in Ludgate Circus,' I said, 'and be always as you are
now?'
"'Because,' he answered, 'man is a pendulum, and must travel his arc.'
"'My dear Mac,' said he, laying his hand upon my shoulder, 'there is only
one good thing about me, and that is a moral. Man is as God made him:
don't be so sure that you can take him to pieces and improve him. All my
life I have sought to make myself an unnaturally superior person. Nature
has retaliated by making me also an unnaturally inferior person. Nature
abhors lopsidedness. She turns out man as a whole, to be developed as a
whole. I always wonder, whenever I come across a supernaturally pious, a
supernaturally moral, a supernaturally cultured person, if they also have
a reverse self.'
"I was shocked at his suggested argument, and walked by his side for a
while without speaking. At last, feeling curious on the subject, I asked
him how his various love affairs were progressing.
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