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ThesunshineofafairSpringmorningfellgraciouslyonLondontown.OutinPiccadillyitshearteningwarmthseemedtoinfuseintotrafficandpedestriansalikeanoveljauntiness,sothatbusdriversjestedandeventhelipsofchauffeursuncurledintonotunkindlysmiles.Policemenwhistledattheirposts--clerks,ontheirwaytowork;beggarsapproachedthetaskoftryingtopersuadeperfectstrangerstobeartheburdenoftheirmaintenancewiththatoptimisticvimwhichmakesallthedifference.Itwasoneofthosehappymornings.Atnineo'clockpreciselythedoorofNumberSevenArundelStreet,LeicesterSquare,openedandayoungmansteppedout.OfallthespotsinLondonwhichmayfairlybedescribedasbackwatersthereisnonethatanswerssocompletelytothedescriptionasArundelStreet,LeicesterSquare.Passingalongthenorthsidewalkofthesquare,justwhereitjoinsPiccadilly,youhardlynoticethebottleneckopeningof thetinycul-de-sac.Dayandnightthehumanfloodroarspast,ignoringit.ArundelStreetislessthanfortyyardsinlength;and,thoughtherearetwohotelsinit,theyarenotfashionablehotels.Itisjustabackwater.InshapeArundelStreetisexactlylikeoneofthoseflatstonejarsinwhichItalianwineofthecheapersortisstored.ThenarrowneckthatleadsoffLeicesterSquareopensabruptlyintoasmallcourt.Hotelsoccupytwosidesofthis;thethirdisatpresentgivenuptoroominghousesfortheimpecunious.Thesearealwaysjustgoingtobepulleddowninthenameofprogresstomakeroomforanotherhotel,buttheyneverdomeetwiththatfate;andastheystandnowsowilltheyinallprobabilitystandforgenerationstocome.Theyprovidesingleroomsofmoderatesize,thebedmodestlyhiddenduringthedaybehindabatteredscreen.Theroomscontainatable,aneasy-chair,ahardchair,abureau,andaroundtinbath,which,likethebed,goesintohidingafteritsusefulworkisperformed.Andyoumayrentoneoftheserooms,withbreakfastthrownin,forfivedollarsaweek.AsheMarsonhaddoneso.Hehadrentedthesecond-floorfrontofNumberSeven.Twenty-sixyearsbeforethisstoryopenstherehadbeenborntoJosephMarson,minister,andSarahhiswife,ofHayling,Massachusetts,intheUnitedStatesofAmerica,ason.Thisson,christenedAsheafterawealthyunclewhosubsequentlydouble-crossedthembyleavinghismoneytocharities,induecourseproceededtoHarvardtostudyfortheministry.Sofarascanbeascertainedfromcontemporaryrecords,hedidnotstudyagreatdealfortheministry;buthedidsucceedinrunningthemileinfourminutesandahalfandthehalfmileatacorrespondinglyrapidspeed,andhisresearchesintheartoflongjumpingwonhimtherespectofall.Thatheshouldbeawarded,attheconclusionofhisHarvardcareer,oneofthosescholarshipsatOxfordUniversityinstitutedbythelateCecilRhodesfortheencouragementoftheliberalarts,wasanaturalsequenceofevents.ThatwashowAshecametobeinEngland.TherestofAshe'shistoryfollowsalmostautomatically.HewonhisblueforathleticsatOxford,andgladdenedthousandsbywinningthemileandthehalfmiletwoyearsinsuccessionagainstCambridgeatQueen'sClub.Butowingtothepressureofotherengagementsheunfortunatelyomittedtodoanystudying,andwhenthehourofpartingarrivedhewaspeculiarlyunfittedforanyofthelearnedprofessions.Having,however,managedtoobtainasortofdegree,enoughtoenablehimtocallhimselfaBachelorofArts,andrealizingthatyoucanfoolsomeofthepeoplesomeof thetime,heappliedforandsecuredaseriesofprivatetutorships.Aprivatetutorisasortofblendofpoorrelationandnursemaid,andfewofthestatelyhomesof Englandarewithoutone.Heissupposedtoinstilllearninganddeportmentintothesmallsonofthehouse;butwhatheisreallythereforistopreventthelatterfrombeinganuisancetohisparentswhenheishomefromschoolonhisvacation.GeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
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