Besides keeping every one
tence with anxiety. It is like diving off a diving board for the
first time. The longer you stand there, the more afraid you get,
and the farther (further?) it seems to the water.
At last, feeling I could stand no more, I said this to the
Stranger as he was paying me. He was so surprized that he
dropped a quarter in the road, and did not pick it up. I went
back for it later but some one else had found it.
"Oh!" he said. "And all this time I've been beleiving that
you--well, no matter. So you think it's a mistake to delay to
long?"
"I think when one has somthing Right or Wrong to do, and
that's for your conscience to decide, it's easier to do it
quickly."
"I see," he said, in a thoughtfull manner. "Well, perhaps
you are right. Although I'm afraid you've been getting one fifty
cents you didn't earn."
"I have never hung around," I retorted. "And no Archibald
is ever a sneak."
"Archibald!" he said, getting very red. "Why, then you
are----"
"It doesn't matter who I am," I said, and got into the car
and went away very fast, because I saw I had made a dreadfull
Slip and probably spoiled everything.
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