I offer you de whole vorld, Mr.
Carpenter; and you vould be de boss!"
Carpenter became suddenly grave. "My friend," said he, "a long time
ago there was a prophet, and he was offered the world. The story is
told us--'Again, the devil taketh him up into an exceeding high
mountain, and sheweth him all the kingdoms of the world, and the
glory of them; and saith unto him, All these things will I give
thee, if thou wilt fall down and worship me.' You recall that story,
Mr. T-S?"
"No," said T-S, "I ain't vun o' dese litry fellers." But he realized
that the story was not complimentary to him, and he showed his
chagrin. "I tell you vun ting, Mr. Carpenter, if you vas to know me
better, you vouldn't call me a devil."
And suddenly the other put his hand on the great man's shoulder. "I
believe that, my friend; I hate the sin but love the sinner--And so,
suppose you come to lunch with me?"
"Lunch?" said T-S, taken aback.
"I went to dinner with you last night. Now you come to lunch with
me."
"Vere at, Mr.
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