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"
Here
,
take
this
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
was
out
to
the
races
to
-
day
,
and
I
had
the
right
dope
.
"
The
bell
clanged
and
the
car
pulled
out
,
leaving
Martin
wondering
as
to
the
nature
of
the
crinkly
,
greasy
wad
he
clutched
in
his
hand
.
Back
in
his
room
he
unrolled
it
and
found
a
hundred
-
dollar
bill
.
He
did
not
scruple
to
use
it
.
He
knew
his
friend
had
always
plenty
of
money
,
and
he
knew
also
,
with
profound
certitude
,
that
his
success
would
enable
him
to
repay
it
.
In
the
morning
he
paid
every
bill
,
gave
Maria
three
months
’
advance
on
the
room
,
and
redeemed
every
pledge
at
the
pawnshop
.
Next
he
bought
Marian
’
s
wedding
present
,
and
simpler
presents
,
suitable
to
Christmas
,
for
Ruth
and
Gertrude
.
And
finally
,
on
the
balance
remaining
to
him
,
he
herded
the
whole
Silva
tribe
down
into
Oakland
.
He
was
a
winter
late
in
redeeming
his
promise
,
but
redeemed
it
was
,
for
the
last
,
least
Silva
got
a
pair
of
shoes
,
as
well
as
Maria
herself
.
Also
,
there
were
horns
,
and
dolls
,
and
toys
of
various
sorts
,
and
parcels
and
bundles
of
candies
and
nuts
that
filled
the
arms
of
all
the
Silvas
to
overflowing
.
It
was
with
this
extraordinary
procession
trooping
at
his
and
Maria
’
s
heels
into
a
confectioner
’
s
in
quest
if
the
biggest
candy
-
cane
ever
made
,
that
he
encountered
Ruth
and
her
mother
.
Mrs
.
Morse
was
shocked
.
Even
Ruth
was
hurt
,
for
she
had
some
regard
for
appearances
,
and
her
lover
,
cheek
by
jowl
with
Maria
,
at
the
head
of
that
army
of
Portuguese
ragamuffins
,
was
not
a
pretty
sight
.
But
it
was
not
that
which
hurt
so
much
as
what
she
took
to
be
his
lack
of
pride
and
self
-
respect
.
Further
,
and
keenest
of
all
,
she
read
into
the
incident
the
impossibility
of
his
living
down
his
working
-
class
origin
.
There
was
stigma
enough
in
the
fact
of
it
,
but
shamelessly
to
flaunt
it
in
the
face
of
the
world
—
her
world
—
was
going
too
far
.
Though
her
engagement
to
Martin
had
been
kept
secret
,
their
long
intimacy
had
not
been
unproductive
of
gossip
;
and
in
the
shop
,
glancing
covertly
at
her
lover
and
his
following
,
had
been
several
of
her
acquaintances
.
She
lacked
the
easy
largeness
of
Martin
and
could
not
rise
superior
to
her
environment
.
She
had
been
hurt
to
the
quick
,
and
her
sensitive
nature
was
quivering
with
the
shame
of
it
.
So
it
was
,
when
Martin
arrived
later
in
the
day
,
that
he
kept
her
present
in
his
breast
-
pocket
,
deferring
the
giving
of
it
to
a
more
propitious
occasion
.
Ruth
in
tears
—
passionate
,
angry
tears
—
was
a
revelation
to
him
.
The
spectacle
of
her
suffering
convinced
him
that
he
had
been
a
brute
,
yet
in
the
soul
of
him
he
could
not
see
how
nor
why
.
It
never
entered
his
head
to
be
ashamed
of
those
he
knew
,
and
to
take
the
Silvas
out
to
a
Christmas
treat
could
in
no
way
,
so
it
seemed
to
him
,
show
lack
of
consideration
for
Ruth
.
On
the
other
hand
,
he
did
see
Ruth
’
s
point
of
view
,
after
she
had
explained
it
;
and
he
looked
upon
it
as
a
feminine
weakness
,
such
as
afflicted
all
women
and
the
best
of
women
.
"
Come
on
,
—
I
’
ll
show
you
the
real
dirt
,
"
Brissenden
said
to
him
,
one
evening
in
January
.
They
had
dined
together
in
San
Francisco
,
and
were
at
the
Ferry
Building
,
returning
to
Oakland
,
when
the
whim
came
to
him
to
show
Martin
the
"
real
dirt
.
"
He
turned
and
fled
across
the
water
-
front
,
a
meagre
shadow
in
a
flapping
overcoat
,
with
Martin
straining
to
keep
up
with
him
.
At
a
wholesale
liquor
store
he
bought
two
gallon
-
demijohns
of
old
port
,
and
with
one
in
each
hand
boarded
a
Mission
Street
car
,
Martin
at
his
heels
burdened
with
several
quart
-
bottles
of
whiskey
.
If
Ruth
could
see
me
now
,
was
his
thought
,
while
he
wondered
as
to
what
constituted
the
real
dirt
.
"
Maybe
nobody
will
be
there
,
"
Brissenden
said
,
when
they
dismounted
and
plunged
off
to
the
right
into
the
heart
of
the
working
-
class
ghetto
,
south
of
Market
Street
.
"
In
which
case
you
’
ll
miss
what
you
’
ve
been
looking
for
so
long
.
"
