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l the evidence was weighed； James Crocker would appear to be a fool； a worm； a selfish waster； and a hopeless； low…down； skunk。
Having e to this conclusion； Jimmy found himself so low in spirit that the cheerful bustle of Piccadilly was too much for him。 He turned； and began to retrace his steps。 Arriving in due course at the top of the Haymarket he hesitated； then turned down it till he reached Cockspur Street。 Here the Trans…Atlantic steamship panies have their offices； and so it came about that Jimmy； chancing to look up as he walked； perceived before him； riding gallantly on a cardboard ocean behind a plate…glass window； the model of a noble vessel。 He stopped； conscious of a curious thrill。 There is a superstition in all of us。 When an accidental happening chances to fit smoothly in with a mood； seeming to e as a direct mentary on that mood； we are apt to accept it in defiance of our pure reason as an omen。 Jimmy strode to the window and inspected the model narrowly。 The sight of it had started a new train of thought。 His heart began to race。 Hypnotic influences were at work on him。
Why not？ Could there be a simpler solution of the whole trouble？
Inside the office he would see a man with whiskers buying a ticket for New York。 The simplicity of the process fascinated him。 All you had to do was to walk in； bend over the counter while the clerk behind it made dabs with a pencil at the illustrated plate of the ship's interior organs； and hand over your money。 A child could do it； if in funds。 At this thought his hand strayed to his trouser…pocket。 A musical crackling of bank…notes proceeded from the depths。 His quarterly allowance had been paid to him only a short while before； and； though a willing spender； he still retained a goodly portion of it。 He rustled the notes again。 There was enough in that pocket to buy three tickets to New York。 Should he？ 。 。 。 Or； on the other handalways look on both sides of the question should he not？
It would certainly seem to be the best thing for all parties if he did follow the impulse。 By remaining in London he was injuring everybody； himself included。 。 。 。 Well； there was no harm in making enquiries。 Probably the boat was full up anyway。 。 。 。 He walked into the office。
〃Have you anything left on the Atlantic this trip？〃
The clerk behind the counter was quite the wrong sort of person for Jimmy to have had dealings with in his present mood。 What Jimmy needed was a grave； sensible man who would have laid a hand on his shoulder and said 〃Do nothing rash； my boy！〃 The clerk fell short of this ideal in practically every particular。 He was about twenty…two； and he seemed perfectly enthusiastic about the idea of Jimmy going to America。 He beamed at Jimmy。
〃Plenty of room；〃 he said。 〃Very few people crossing。 Give you excellent acmodation。〃
〃When does the boat sail？〃
〃Eight to…morrow morning from Liverpool。 Boat…train leaves Paddington six to…night。〃
Prudence came at the eleventh hour to check Jimmy。 This was not a matter； he perceived； to be decided recklessly； on the spur of a sudden impulse。 Above all； it was not a matter to be decided before lunch。 An empty stomach breeds imagination。 He had ascertained that he could sail on the Atlantic if he wished to。 The sensible thing to do now was to go and lunch and see how he felt about it after that。 He thanked the clerk； and started to walk up the Haymarket； feeling hard…headed and practical； yet with a strong premonition that he was going to make a fool of himself just the same。
It was half…way up the Haymarket that he first became conscious of the girl with the red hair。
Plunged in thought； he had not noticed her before。 And yet she had been walking a few paces in front of him most of the way。 She had e out of Panton Street； walking briskly； as one going to keep a pleasant appointment。 She carried herself admirably； with a jaunty swing。
Having bee conscious of this girl； Jimmy； ever a warm admirer of the sex； began to feel a certain interest stealing over him。 With interest came speculation。 He wondered who she was。 He wondered where she had bought that excellently fitting suit of tailor…made grey。 He admired her back； and wondered whether her face； if seen； would prove a disappointment。 Thus musing； he drew near to the top of the Haymarket； where it ceases to be a street and bees a whirlpool of rushing traffic。 And here the girl； having paused and looked over her shoulder； stepped off the sidewalk。 As she did so a taxi…cab rounded the corner quickly from the direction of Coventry Street。
The agreeable surprise of finding the girl's face fully as attractive as her back had stimulated Jimmy； so that he was keyed up for the exhibition of swift presence…of…mind。 He jumped forward and caught her arm； and swung her to one side as the cab rattled past； its driver thinking hard thoughts to himself。 The whole episode was an affair of seconds。
〃Thank you；〃 said the girl。
She rubbed the arm which he had seized with rather a rueful expression。 She was a little white； and her breath came quickly。
〃I hope I didn't hurt you；〃 said Jimmy。
〃You did。 Very much。 But the taxi would have hurt me more。〃
She laughed。 She looked very attractive when she laughed。 She had a small； piquant； vivacious face。 Jimmy； as he looked at it； had an odd feeling that he had seen her beforewhen and where he did not know。 That mass of red…gold hair seemed curiously familiar。 Somewhere in the hinterland of his mind there lurked a memory； but he could not bring it into the open。 As for the girl； if she had ever met him before； she showed no signs of recollecting it。 Jimmy decided that； if he had seen her； it must have been in his reporter days。 She was plainly an American； and he occasionally had the feeling that he had seen every one in America when he had worked for the Chronicle。
〃That's right；〃 he said approvingly。 〃Always look on the bright side。〃
〃I only arrived in London yesterday；〃 said the girl； 〃and I haven't got used to your keeping…to…the…left rules。 I don't suppose I shall ever get back to New York alive。 Perhaps； as you have saved my life； you wouldn't mind doing me another service。 Can you tell me which is the nearest and safest way to a restaurant called the Regent Grill？〃
〃It's just over there； at the corner of Regent Street。 As to the safest way； if I were you I should cross over at the top of the street there and then work round westward。 Otherwise you will have to cross Piccadilly Circus。〃
〃I absolutely refuse even to try to cross Piccadilly Circus。 Thank you very much。 I will follow your advice。 I hope I shall get there。 It doesn't seem at all likely。〃
She gave him a little nod； and moved away。 Jimmy turned into that drug…store at the top of the Haymarket at which so many Londoners have found healing and fort on the morning after； and bought the pink drink for which his system had been craving since he rose from bed。 He wondered why； as he drained it； he should feel ashamed and guilty。
A few minutes later he found himself； with mild surprise； going down the steps of the Regent Grill。 It was the last place he had had in his mind when he had left the steamship pany's offices in quest of lunch。 He