ENTR AN C E NOT FO R E V ERYBODY
"I've been looking for you," I shouted with delight. "What is this Evening Entertainment?
Where is it? When?"
He was already walking on.
"Not for everybody," he said dully with a sleepy voice. He had had enough. He was for home, and on he went.
"Stop," I cried, and ran after him. "What have you got there in your box? I want to buy something from you."
Without stopping, the man felt mechanically in his box, pulled out a little book and held it out to me. I took it quickly and put it in my pocket. While I felt for the buttons of my coat to get out some money, he turned in at a doorway, shut the door behind him and disappeared. His heavy steps rang on a flagged yard, then on wooden stairs; and then I heard no more. And suddenly I too felt very tired. It
