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Locke, William John, 1863-1930

"Simon the Jester"

Do you want
to become a subscriber?"
"I am eager to," said I.
"Then come over here and I'll tell you all about it."
I sat with her in a corner of the room and listened to her fairy-tale.
She wrung my heart to such a pitch of sympathy that I rose and grasped
her by the hand.
"It is indeed a noble project," I cried. "I love the London cabby as my
brother, and I'll post you a cheque for a thousand pounds this evening.
Good-bye!"
I left her in a state of joyous stupefaction and made my escape. If it
had not fallen in with my general scheme of good works I should regard
it as an expensive method of avoiding unpleasant questions.
Another philanthropist, by the way, of quite a different type from Lady
Kynnersley, who has lately benefited by my eleemosynary mania is Rex
Campion. I have known him since our University days and have maintained
a sincere though desultory friendship with him ever since. He is also a
friend of Eleanor Faversham, whom he now and then inveigles into weird
doings in the impossible slums of South Lambeth.


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