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One
morning
the
tramp
docked
at
Alexandria
,
and
from
the
deck
he
looked
at
the
city
,
white
in
the
sunlight
,
and
the
crowd
on
the
wharf
;
he
saw
the
natives
in
their
shabby
gabardines
,
the
blacks
from
the
Soudan
,
the
noisy
throng
of
Greeks
and
Italians
,
the
grave
Turks
in
tarbooshes
,
the
sunshine
and
the
blue
sky
;
and
something
happened
to
him
.
He
could
not
describe
it
.
It
was
like
a
thunder
-
clap
,
he
said
,
and
then
,
dissatisfied
with
this
,
he
said
it
was
like
a
revelation
.
Something
seemed
to
twist
his
heart
,
and
suddenly
he
felt
an
exultation
,
a
sense
of
wonderful
freedom
.
He
felt
himself
at
home
,
and
he
made
up
his
mind
there
and
then
,
in
a
minute
,
that
he
would
live
the
rest
of
his
life
in
Alexandria
.
He
had
no
great
difficulty
in
leaving
the
ship
,
and
in
twenty
-
four
hours
,
with
all
his
belongings
,
he
was
on
shore
.
"
The
Captain
must
have
thought
you
as
mad
as
a
hatter
,
"
I
smiled
.
"
I
didn
’
t
care
what
anybody
thought
.
It
wasn
’
t
I
that
acted
,
but
something
stronger
within
me
.
I
thought
I
would
go
to
a
little
Greek
hotel
,
while
I
looked
about
,
and
I
felt
I
knew
where
to
find
one
.
And
do
you
know
,
I
walked
straight
there
,
and
when
I
saw
it
,
I
recognised
it
at
once
.
"
"
Had
you
been
to
Alexandria
before
?
"
"
No
;
I
’
d
never
been
out
of
England
in
my
life
.
"
Presently
he
entered
the
Government
service
,
and
there
he
had
been
ever
since
.
"
Have
you
never
regretted
it
?
"
"
Never
,
not
for
a
minute
.
I
earn
just
enough
to
live
upon
,
and
I
’
m
satisfied
.
I
ask
nothing
more
than
to
remain
as
I
am
till
I
die
.
I
’
ve
had
a
wonderful
life
.
"
I
left
Alexandria
next
day
,
and
I
forgot
about
Abraham
till
a
little
while
ago
,
when
I
was
dining
with
another
old
friend
in
the
profession
,
Alec
Carmichael
,
who
was
in
England
on
short
leave
.
I
ran
across
him
in
the
street
and
congratulated
him
on
the
knighthood
with
which
his
eminent
services
during
the
war
had
been
rewarded
.
We
arranged
to
spend
an
evening
together
for
old
time
’
s
sake
,
and
when
I
agreed
to
dine
with
him
,
he
proposed
that
he
should
ask
nobody
else
,
so
that
we
could
chat
without
interruption
.
He
had
a
beautiful
old
house
in
Queen
Anne
Street
,
and
being
a
man
of
taste
he
had
furnished
it
admirably
.
On
the
walls
of
the
dining
-
room
I
saw
a
charming
Bellotto
,
and
there
was
a
pair
of
Zoffanys
that
I
envied
.
When
his
wife
,
a
tall
,
lovely
creature
in
cloth
of
gold
,
had
left
us
,
I
remarked
laughingly
on
the
change
in
his
present
circumstances
from
those
when
we
had
both
been
medical
students
.
We
had
looked
upon
it
then
as
an
extravagance
to
dine
in
a
shabby
Italian
restaurant
in
the
Westminster
Bridge
Road
.
Now
Alec
Carmichael
was
on
the
staff
of
half
a
dozen
hospitals
.
I
should
think
he
earned
ten
thousand
a
year
,
and
his
knighthood
was
but
the
first
of
the
honours
which
must
inevitably
fall
to
his
lot
.
