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OldWoodifield'
smouthfellopenatthesight.Hecouldn'
thavelookedmoresurprisedifthebosshadproducedarabbit.
'
It'
swhisky,ain'
tit?
hepiped,feebly.
Thebossturnedthebottleandlovinglyshowedhimthelabel.Whiskyitwas.
'
Doyouknow,'
saidhe,peeringupatthebosswonderingly,'
theywon'
tletmetouchitathome.'
Andhelookedasthoughhewasgoingtocry.
Ah,that'
swhereweknowabitmorethantheladies,'
criedtheboss,swoopingacrossfortwotumblersthatstoodonthetablewiththewater-bottle,andpouringagenerousfingerintoeach.'
Drinkitdown.It'
lldoyougood.Anddon'
tputanywaterwithit.It'
ssacrilegetotamperwithstufflikethis.Ah!
Hetossedoffhis,pulledouthishandkerchief,hastilywipedhismoustaches,andcockedaneyeatoldWoodifield,whowasrollinghisinhischaps.
Theoldmanswallowed,wassilentamoment,andthensaidfaintly,'
snutty!
Butitwarmedhim;
itcreptintohischilloldbrain--heremembered.
Thatwasit,'
hesaid,heavinghimselfoutofhischair.'
Ithoughtyou'
dliketoknow.ThegirlswereinBelgiumlastweekhavingalookatpoorReggie'
sgrave,andtheyhappenedtocomeacrossyourboy'
s.They'
requiteneareachother,itseems.'
OldWoodifieldpaused,butthebossmadenoreply.Onlyaquiverinhiseyelidsshowedthatheheard.
Thegirlsweredelightedwiththewaytheplaceiskept,'
pipedtheoldvoice.'
Beautifullylookedafter.Couldn'
tbebetteriftheywereathome.You'
venotbeenacross,haveyer?
No,no!
Forvariousreasonsthebosshadnotbeenacross.
There'
smilesofit,'
quaveredoldWoodifield,'
andit'
sallasneatasagarden.Flowersgrowingonallthegraves.Nicebroadpaths.'
Itwasplainfromhisvoicehowmuchhelikedanicebroadpath.
Thepausecameagain.Thentheoldmanbrightenedwonderfully.
Doyouknowwhatthehotelmadethegirlspayforapotofjam?
hepiped.'
Tenfrancs!
Robbery,Icallit.Itwasalittlepot,soGertrudesays,nobiggerthanahalf-crown.Andshehadn'
ttakenmorethanaspoonfulwhentheychargedhertenfrancs.Gertrudebroughtthepotawaywithhertoteach'
emalesson.Quiteright,too;
it'
stradingonourfeelings.Theythinkbecausewe'
reovertherehavingalookroundwe'
rereadytopayanything.That'
swhatitis.'
Andheturnedtowardsthedoor.
Quiteright,quiteright!
criedtheboss,thoughwhatwasquiterighthehadn'
ttheleastidea.Hecameroundbyhisdesk,followedtheshufflingfootstepstothedoor,andsawtheoldfellowout.Woodifieldwasgone.
Foralongmomentthebossstayed,staringatnothing,whilethegrey-hairedofficemessenger,watchinghim,dodgedinandoutofhiscubbyholelikeadogthatexpectstobetakenforarun.Then:
I'
llseenobodyforhalfanhour,Macey,'
saidtheboss.'
Understand?
Nobodyatall.'
Verygood,sir.'
Thedoorshut,thefirmheavystepsrecrossedthebrightcarpet,thefatbodyplumpeddowninthespringchair,andleaningforward,thebosscoveredhisfacewithhishands.Hewanted,heintended,hehadarrangedtoweep....
IthadbeenaterribleshocktohimwhenoldWoodifieldsprangthatremarkuponhimabouttheboy'
sgrave.ItwasexactlyasthoughtheearthhadopenedandhehadseentheboylyingtherewithWoodifield'
sgirlsstaringdownathim.Foritwasstrange.Althoughoversixyearshadpassedaway,thebossneverthoughtoftheboyexceptaslyingunchanged,unblemishedinhisuniform,asleepforever.'
Myson!
groanedtheboss.Butnotearscameyet.Inthepast,inthefirstmonthsandevenyearsaftertheboy'
sdeath,hehadonlytosaythosewordstobeovercomebysuchgriefthatnothingshortofaviolentfitofweepingcouldrelievehim.Time,hehaddeclaredthen,hehadtoldeverybody,couldmakenodifference.Othermenperhapsmightrecover,mightlivetheirlossdown,butnothe.Howwasitpossible?
Hisboywasanonlyson.Eversincehisbirththebosshadworkedatbuildingupthisbusinessforhim;
ithadnoothermeaningifitwasnotfortheboy.Lifeitselfhadcometohavenoothermeaning.Howonearthcouldhehaveslaved,deniedhimself,keptgoingallthoseyearswithoutthepromiseforeverbeforehimoftheboy'
ssteppingintohisshoesandcarryingonwhereheleftoff?
Andthatpromisehadbeensonearbeingfulfilled.Theboyhadbeenintheofficelearningtheropesforayearbeforethewar.Everymorningtheyhadstartedofftogether;
theyhadcomebackbythesametrain.Andwhatcongratulationshehadreceivedastheboy'
sfather!
Nowonder;
hehadtakentoitmarvelously.Astohispopularitywiththestag,ever