"Ah now that we look at the facts it's all right!"
CHAPTER VII
They looked at the facts a good deal after this and one of the first
consequences of their doing so was that Pemberton stuck it out, in his
friend's parlance, for the purpose. Morgan made the facts so vivid and
so droll, and at the same time so bald and so ugly, that there was
fascination in talking them over with him, just as there would have been
heartlessness in leaving him alone with them. Now that the pair had such
perceptions in common it was useless for them to pretend they didn't
judge such people; but the very judgement and the exchange of perceptions
created another tie. Morgan had never been so interesting as now that he
himself was made plainer by the sidelight of these confidences. What
came out in it most was the small fine passion of his pride. He had
plenty of that, Pemberton felt--so much that one might perhaps wisely
wish for it some early bruises. He would have liked his people to have a
spirit and had waked up to the sense of their perpetually eating humble-
pie.
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