Type as exotic as Tembarom's was to his solicitor naturally suggested problems.Mr.Palford found his charge baffling because, according to ordinary rules, a young man so rudimentary should have presented no problems not perfectly easy to explain.It was herein that he was exotic.Mr.Palford, who was not given to subtle analysis of differences in character and temperament, argued privately that an English youth who had been brought up in the streets would have been one of two or three things.He would have been secretly terrified and resentful, roughly awkward and resentful, or boastfully delighted and given to a common youth's excitedly common swagger at finding himself suddenly a "swell."This special kind of youth would most assuredly have constantly thought of himself as a "swell" and would have lost his head altogether, possibly with results in the matter of conduct in public which would have been either maddening or crushing to the spirit of a well-bred, mature-minded legal gentleman temporarily thrust into the position of bear-leader.
But Tembarom was none of these things.If he was terrified, he did not reveal his anguish.He was without doubt not resentful, but on the contrary interested and curious, though he could not be said to bear himself as one elated.He indulged in no frolics or extravagances.He saw the Hutchinsons off on their steamer, and supplied them with fruit and flowers and books with respectful moderation.He did not conduct himself as a benefactor bestowing unknown luxuries, but as a young man on whom unexpected luck had bestowed decent opportunities to express his friendship.In fact, Palford's taste approved of his attitude.He was evidently much under the spell of the slight girl with the Manchester accent and sober blue eyes, but she was neither flighty nor meretricious, and would have sense enough to give no trouble even when he naturally forgot her in the revelations of his new life.Her father also was plainly a respectable working-man, with a blunt Lancashire pride which would keep him from intruding.
"You can't butt in and get fresh with a man like that," Tembarom said.
"Money wouldn't help you.He's too independent."After the steamer had sailed away it was observable to his solicitor that Mr.Temple Barholm was apparently occupied every hour.He did not explain why he seemed to rush from one part of New York to another and why he seemed to be seeking interviews with persons it was plainly difficult to get at.He was evidently working hard to accomplish something or other before he left the United States, perhaps.He asked some astutely practical business questions; his intention seeming to be to gain a definite knowledge of what his future resources would be and of his ******* to use them as he chose.
Once or twice Mr.Palford was rather alarmed by the tendency of his questions.Had he actually some prodigious American scheme in view? He seemed too young and inexperienced in the handling of large sums for such a possibility.But youth and inexperience and suddenly inherited wealth not infrequently led to rash adventures.Something which Palford called "very handsome" was done for Mrs.Bowse and the boarding-house.Mrs.Bowse was evidently not proud enough to resent being made secure for a few years' rent.The extraordinary page was provided for after a large amount of effort and expenditure of energy.
"I couldn't leave Galton high and dry," Tembarom explained when he came in after rushing about."I think I know a man he might try, but I've got to find him and put him on to things.Good Lord! nobody rushed about to find me and offer me the job.I hope this fellow wants it as bad as I did.He'll be up in the air." He discovered the where-abouts of the young man in question, and finding him, as the youngster almost tearfully declared, "about down and out," his proposition was met with the gratitude the relief from a prospect of something extremely like starvation would mentally produce.Tembarom took him to Galton after having talked him over in detail.
"He's had an education, and you know how much I'd had when I butted into the page," he said."No one but you would have let me try it.You did it only because you saw--you saw--""Yes, I saw," answered Galton, who knew exactly what he had seen and who found his up-town social representative and his new situation as interesting as amusing and just touched with the pathetic element.
Galton was a traveled man and knew England and several other countries well.
"You saw that a fellow wanted the job as much as I did would be likely to put up a good fight to hold it down.I was scared out of my life when I started out that morning of the blizzard, but I couldn't afford to be scared.I guess soldiers who are scared fight like that when they see bayonets coming at them.You have to.""I wonder how often a man finds out that he does pretty big things when bayonets are coming at him," answered Galton, who was actually neglecting his work for a few minutes so that he might look at and talk to him, this New York descendant of Norman lords and Saxon kings.
"Joe Bennett had been trying to live off free-lunch counters for a week when I found him," Tembarom explained."You don't know what that is.He'll go at the page all right.I'm going to take him up-town and introduce him to my friends there and get them to boost him along.""You made friends," said Galton."I knew you would.""Some of the best ever.Good-natured and open-handed.Well, you bet!
Only trouble was they wanted you to eat and drink everything in sight, and they didn't quite like it when you couldn't get outside all the champagne they'd offer you."He broke into a big, pleased laugh.
