"
"I don't mean in that way," said the greybeard hastily; "I've been very
much interested in your conversation. I was alluding to my unfortunate
financial situation. You mayn't hardly believe it, but at the present
moment I am absolutely without a farthing. Don't see any prospect of
getting any money, either, for the next few days. I don't suppose you've
ever found yourself in such a position," he added.
"In the town of Yom," said Crosby, "which is in Southern Afghanistan, and
which also happens to be my birthplace, there was a Chinese philosopher
who used to say that one of the three chiefest human blessings was to be
absolutely without money. I forget what the other two were."
"Ah, I daresay," said the stranger, in a tone that betrayed no enthusiasm
for the philosopher's memory; "and did he practise what he preached?
That's the test."
"He lived happily with very little money or resources," said Crosby.
"Then I expect he had friends who would help him liberally whenever he
was in difficulties, such as I am in at present."
"In Yom," said Crosby, "it is not necessary to have friends in order to
obtain help. Any citizen of Yom would help a stranger as a matter of
course."
The greybeard was now genuinely interested.
The conversation had at last taken a favourable turn.
"If someone, like me, for instance, who was in undeserved difficulties,
asked a citizen of that town you speak of for a small loan to tide over a
few days' impecuniosity--five shillings, or perhaps a rather larger
sum--would it be given to him as a matter of course?"
"There would be a certain preliminary," said Crosby; "one would take him
to a wine-shop and treat him to a measure of wine, and then, after a
little high-flown conversation, one would put the desired sum in his hand
and wish him good-day.
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