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Elective English–I




                 Notes          form and slight swagger, made a fine picture of a guardian of the peace. The vicinity was one
                                that kept early hours. Now and then you might see the lights of a cigar store or of an all-night
                                lunch counter; but the majority of the doors belonged to business places that had long since
                                been closed.




                                  Notes  “After Twenty Years” is a story of a meeting between two friends according to
                                         the promise they made twenty years ago. They wish to tell each other of what
                                         befell them in the intervening years. The end of the story brings surprise.

                                When about midway of a certain block the policeman suddenly slowed his walk. In the doorway
                                of a darkened hardware store a man leaned, with an unlighted cigar in his mouth. As the
                                policeman walked up to him the man spoke up quickly.
                                “It’s all right, officer,” he said, reassuringly. “I’m just waiting for a friend. It’s an appointment
                                made twenty years ago. Sounds a little funny to you, doesn’t it? Well, I’ll explain if you’d like
                                to make certain it’s all right. About that long ago there used to be a restaurant where this store
                                stands—“Big.
                                ‘‘Joe’ Brady’s restaurant.” “Until five years ago,” said the policeman. “It was torn down then.”
                                The man in the doorway struck a match and lit his cigar. The light showed a pale, square-
                                jawed face with keen eyes, and a little white scar near his right eyebrow. His scarf pin was
                                a large diamond, oddly set.
                                “Twenty years ago tonight,” said the man. “1 dined here at ‘Big Joe, Brady’s with Jimmy
                                Wells, my best chum, and the finest chap in the world. He and I were raised here in New
                                York, just like two brothers, together. I was eighteen and Jimmy was twenty. The next morning
                                I was to start for the West to make my fortune. You couldn’t have dragged Jimmy out of New
                                York; he thought it was the only place on earth.

                                Well, we agreed that night that we would meet here again exactly twenty years from the date
                                and time, no matter what our conditions might be or from what distance we might have to
                                come. We figured that in twenty years each of us ought to have our destiny worked out and
                                our fortunes made, whatever they were going to be.”
                                “It sounds pretty interesting,” said the policeman. “Rather a long time between meets, though,
                                it seems to me. Haven’t you heard from your friend since you left?”
                                “Well, yes, for a time we corresponded,” said the other. “But after a year or two we lost track
                                of each other. You see, the West is a pretty big proposition, and I kept hustling around over
                                it pretty lively. But I know Jimmy will meet me here if he’s alive, for he always was the truest,
                                staunchest old chap in the world. He’ll never forget. I came a thousand miles to stand in this
                                door tonight, and it’s worth it if my old partner turns up.”

                                The waiting man pulled out a handsome watch, the lids of it set with small diamonds.
                                “Three minutes to ten,” he announced. “It was exactly ten o’clock when we parted here at the
                                restaurant door,” “Did pretty well out West, didn’t you?” asked the policeman.

                                “You bet! I hope Jimmy has done half as well. He was a kind of plodder, though, good fellow
                                as he was. I’ve had to compete with some of the sharpest wits. A man gets in a groove in New
                                York. It takes the West to put a razor-edge on him.”
                                The policeman twirled his club and took a step or two. “I’ll be on my way. Hope your friend




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