Theblindmanpassedhishandlightlyoverthepoorfellow’sface，andfindingthathiselbowswereplantedonthetable，thathischinrestedonhistwohands，thatheleanedeagerlyforward，andthathiswholemannerexpressedtheutmostinterestandanxiety，pausedforaminuteasthoughhedesiredthewidowtoobservethisfully，andthenmadeanswer:
’It’sintheworld，boldBarnaby，themerryworld;notinsolitaryplaceslikethoseyoupassyourtimein，butincrowds，andwherethere’snoiseandrattle。’
’Good！good！’criedBarnaby，rubbinghishands。’Yes！Ilovethat。Griplovesittoo。Itsuitsusboth。That’sbrave！’
’——Thekindofplaces，’saidtheblindman，’thatayoungfellowlikes，andinwhichagoodsonmaydomoreforhismother，andhimselftoboot，inamonth，thanhecouldhereinallhislife——
thatis，ifhehadafriend，youknow，andsomeonetoadvisewith。’