She'll like to know
some of 'em went for somethin', after all. The Brewsters an' Delight
will be pleased, too. An' there's Janoah! Oh, Janoah must be told
right away, Bob, quick's ever we can fetch it. 'Twill clear the air
'twixt him an' me, an' make us both happier. I ain't never been able
to convince him that if you put your trust in folks they seldom betray
it. Who knows but when he finds out what's happened he'll kitch _that_
idee? If he should, 'twould be worth all the inventions and patents in
the world put together. Look for the best, I say, an' you get it every
time," continued the little old man, with a smile of exquisite
serenity. "The universe is full of kindly souls with hearts a-beatin'
inside 'em same's yours. Meet 'em with your hands out, an' their hands
will come the other halfway."
"It is a pity you can't take out a patent on that notion, Mr. Spence,
and sow it broadcast," returned the New Yorker soberly.
Willie's gaze traveled with wistful and reverent faith across the
other's face to the sky above him.
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