He will never see so
clearly as you, perhaps, but certain cynicisms, certain intolerances,
certain indifferences and endurances will yield to keener perception
of the necessity for new purposes in life." He held out his hand.
"He needs you very much. I've got to go. Good-by."
For a long time I sat by the fire and watched it die. Was David
Guard right, or had it been in vain, the venture that had brought me
to Scarborough Square? I had told Selwyn I had come that I might see
from its vantage-ground the sort of person I was and what I was doing
with life; but it was also in the secret hope that he, too, might see
the kindred of all men to men, the need of each for each, that I had
come. If together we could stand between those of high and low
degree, between the rich and the poor, the strong and the weak, with
hands outstretched to both, and so standing bring about, perhaps, a
better understanding of each other, then my coming would have been
worth while. But would we ever so stand? All that I had hoped for
seemed as dead as the ashes on the hearth.
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