Once on a time there were two Men, one of whom was a Good Man and the
other a Rogue.
The Good Man one day saw a Wretched Drunkard endeavoring to find his way
Home.
Being most kind-hearted, the Good Man assisted the Wretched Drunkard to
his feet and accompanied him along the Highway toward his Home.
The Good Man held fast the arm of the Wretched Drunkard, and the result
of this was that when the Wretched Drunkard lurched giddily the Good Man
perforce lurched too.
Whereupon, as the Passing Populace saw the pair, they said: "Aha!
Another good man gone wrong," and they Wisely Wagged their Heads.
Now the Bad Man of this tale, being withal of a shrewd and canny Nature,
stood often on a street corner, and engaged in grave conversation with
the Magnates of the town.
To be sure, the Magnates shook him as soon as possible, but in no wise
discouraged he cheerfully sauntered up to another Magnate. Thus did he
gain a Reputation of being a friend of the Great.