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It
came
to
him
insensibly
that
it
was
a
very
good
world
.
It
certainly
appeared
more
beautiful
to
him
.
For
weeks
it
had
been
a
very
dull
and
sombre
world
;
but
now
,
with
nearly
all
debts
paid
,
three
dollars
jingling
in
his
pocket
,
and
in
his
mind
the
consciousness
of
success
,
the
sun
shone
bright
and
warm
,
and
even
a
rain
-
squall
that
soaked
unprepared
pedestrians
seemed
a
merry
happening
to
him
.
When
he
starved
,
his
thoughts
had
dwelt
often
upon
the
thousands
he
knew
were
starving
the
world
over
;
but
now
that
he
was
feasted
full
,
the
fact
of
the
thousands
starving
was
no
longer
pregnant
in
his
brain
.
He
forgot
about
them
,
and
,
being
in
love
,
remembered
the
countless
lovers
in
the
world
.
Without
deliberately
thinking
about
it
,
motifs
for
love
-
lyrics
began
to
agitate
his
brain
.
Swept
away
by
the
creative
impulse
,
he
got
off
the
electric
car
,
without
vexation
,
two
blocks
beyond
his
crossing
.
He
found
a
number
of
persons
in
the
Morse
home
.
Ruth
’
s
two
girl
-
cousins
were
visiting
her
from
San
Rafael
,
and
Mrs
.
Morse
,
under
pretext
of
entertaining
them
,
was
pursuing
her
plan
of
surrounding
Ruth
with
young
people
.
The
campaign
had
begun
during
Martin
’
s
enforced
absence
,
and
was
already
in
full
swing
.
She
was
making
a
point
of
having
at
the
house
men
who
were
doing
things
.
Thus
,
in
addition
to
the
cousins
Dorothy
and
Florence
,
Martin
encountered
two
university
professors
,
one
of
Latin
,
the
other
of
English
;
a
young
army
officer
just
back
from
the
Philippines
,
one
-
time
school
-
mate
of
Ruth
’
s
;
a
young
fellow
named
Melville
,
private
secretary
to
Joseph
Perkins
,
head
of
the
San
Francisco
Trust
Company
;
and
finally
of
the
men
,
a
live
bank
cashier
,
Charles
Hapgood
,
a
youngish
man
of
thirty
-
five
,
graduate
of
Stanford
University
,
member
of
the
Nile
Club
and
the
Unity
Club
,
and
a
conservative
speaker
for
the
Republican
Party
during
campaigns
—
in
short
,
a
rising
young
man
in
every
way
.
Among
the
women
was
one
who
painted
portraits
,
another
who
was
a
professional
musician
,
and
still
another
who
possessed
the
degree
of
Doctor
of
Sociology
and
who
was
locally
famous
for
her
social
settlement
work
in
the
slums
of
San
Francisco
.
But
the
women
did
not
count
for
much
in
Mrs
.
Morse
’
s
plan
.
At
the
best
,
they
were
necessary
accessories
.
The
men
who
did
things
must
be
drawn
to
the
house
somehow
.
"
Don
’
t
get
excited
when
you
talk
,
"
Ruth
admonished
Martin
,
before
the
ordeal
of
introduction
began
.
He
bore
himself
a
bit
stiffly
at
first
,
oppressed
by
a
sense
of
his
own
awkwardness
,
especially
of
his
shoulders
,
which
were
up
to
their
old
trick
of
threatening
destruction
to
furniture
and
ornaments
.
Also
,
he
was
rendered
self
-
conscious
by
the
company
.
He
had
never
before
been
in
contact
with
such
exalted
beings
nor
with
so
many
of
them
.
Melville
,
the
bank
cashier
,
fascinated
him
,
and
he
resolved
to
investigate
him
at
the
first
opportunity
.
For
underneath
Martin
’
s
awe
lurked
his
assertive
ego
,
and
he
felt
the
urge
to
measure
himself
with
these
men
and
women
and
to
find
out
what
they
had
learned
from
the
books
and
life
which
he
had
not
learned
.
Ruth
’
s
eyes
roved
to
him
frequently
to
see
how
he
was
getting
on
,
and
she
was
surprised
and
gladdened
by
the
ease
with
which
he
got
acquainted
with
her
cousins
.
He
certainly
did
not
grow
excited
,
while
being
seated
removed
from
him
the
worry
of
his
shoulders
.
Ruth
knew
them
for
clever
girls
,
superficially
brilliant
,
and
she
could
scarcely
understand
their
praise
of
Martin
later
that
night
at
going
to
bed
.
But
he
,
on
the
other
hand
,
a
wit
in
his
own
class
,
a
gay
quizzer
and
laughter
-
maker
at
dances
and
Sunday
picnics
,
had
found
the
making
of
fun
and
the
breaking
of
good
-
natured
lances
simple
enough
in
this
environment
.
And
on
this
evening
success
stood
at
his
back
,
patting
him
on
the
shoulder
and
telling
him
that
he
was
making
good
,
so
that
he
could
afford
to
laugh
and
make
laughter
and
remain
unabashed
.
Later
,
Ruth
’
s
anxiety
found
justification
.
Martin
and
Professor
Caldwell
had
got
together
in
a
conspicuous
corner
,
and
though
Martin
no
longer
wove
the
air
with
his
hands
,
to
Ruth
’
s
critical
eye
he
permitted
his
own
eyes
to
flash
and
glitter
too
frequently
,
talked
too
rapidly
and
warmly
,
grew
too
intense
,
and
allowed
his
aroused
blood
to
redden
his
cheeks
too
much
.
He
lacked
decorum
and
control
,
and
was
in
decided
contrast
to
the
young
professor
of
English
with
whom
he
talked
.
But
Martin
was
not
concerned
with
appearances
!
He
had
been
swift
to
note
the
other
’
s
trained
mind
and
to
appreciate
his
command
of
knowledge
.
Furthermore
,
Professor
Caldwell
did
not
realize
Martin
’
s
concept
of
the
average
English
professor
.
Martin
wanted
him
to
talk
shop
,
and
,
though
he
seemed
averse
at
first
,
succeeded
in
making
him
do
it
.
For
Martin
did
not
see
why
a
man
should
not
talk
shop
.
"
It
’
s
absurd
and
unfair
,
"
he
had
told
Ruth
weeks
before
,
"
this
objection
to
talking
shop
.
For
what
reason
under
the
sun
do
men
and
women
come
together
if
not
for
the
exchange
of
the
best
that
is
in
them
?
And
the
best
that
is
in
them
is
what
they
are
interested
in
,
the
thing
by
which
they
make
their
living
,
the
thing
they
’
ve
specialized
on
and
sat
up
days
and
nights
over
,
and
even
dreamed
about
.
Imagine
Mr
.
Butler
living
up
to
social
etiquette
and
enunciating
his
views
on
Paul
Verlaine
or
the
German
drama
or
the
novels
of
D
’
Annunzio
.
We
’
d
be
bored
to
death
.
I
,
for
one
,
if
I
must
listen
to
Mr
.
Butler
,
prefer
to
hear
him
talk
about
his
law
.
It
’
s
the
best
that
is
in
him
,
and
life
is
so
short
that
I
want
the
best
of
every
man
and
woman
I
meet
.
"
