At last the boy, remembering the badge of honour on his cap, undertook to change the note at the hatter's at the corner of the street.

So, having given the note to the boy and bidden the policeman follow him to see fair play, and encouraged the woman to follow the policeman, I resumed my walk down Sackville Street.
But what a pother about a simple act of charity! In order to repeat it habitually I shall have to rely on the fortuitous attendance of a boy and a policeman, or have a policeman and a boy permanently attached to my person, which would be as agreeable as the continuous escort of a jackdaw and a yak.
Poor Latimer is having a dreadful time.

Apparently my ten thousand pounds have vanished like a snowflake on the river of liabilities.

How he is to repay me he does not know.

He wishes he had not yielded to temptation and had allowed himself to be honestly hammered.