He had it within himself to help others. He made no more than his dope and drink money from it. He had helped to marry off some wretched cases already. The halt and the lame, the mute and the hare-lipped, the wall-eyed men who heard voices in the night—they could all be brought up nicely enough against the white field of the page. Discretion, imagination and the careful edit were all that were required.
