has drawn everything from the bank." "Friend Deed," said the second, "I had to do it. The final consequence is your affair." Now at dawn a policeman came with money, a favor from the king, and gave it all to Penny-Fling.
When he saw this, Soft thought: "This Penny-Fling person, even without any capital, is a better kind of thing than that scaly old Penny-Hide. The proverb is right:
The Scriptures' fruit is pious homes;
Right conduct, that of learnèd tomes;
Wives fructify in joy and son;
And money's fruit is gifts and fun.
"So may the blessèd Lord of All make me a person whose money goes in gifts and fun. I see no good in Penny-Hiding."
So the Lord of All took him at his word, making him that kind of person.
"And that is why I say:
Your wealth will flee,
If fate decree, . . . .
and the rest of it. Therefore, my dear friend Gold, recognize the facts and feel no uneasiness in the department of finance. You know the proverb:
A lofty soul, in days of power,
Is tender as a lotus-flower
But, meeting misadventure's shock
Grows hard as Himalayan rock.
