Ahead of Schedule
It was to Wilson, his valet, with whom he frequently chatted in airy fashion before rising of a morning, that Rollo Finch first disclosed his great idea. Wilson was a man of silent habit, and men of silent habit rarely escaped Rollos confidences.
Wilson, he said one morning from the recesses of his bed, as the valet entered with his shaving-water, have you ever been in love?
Yes, sir, said the valet, unperturbed.
One would hardly have expected the answer to be in the affirmative. Like most valets and all chauffeurs, Wilson gave the impression of being above the softer emotions.
What happened? inquired Rollo.
It came to nothing, sir, said Wilson, beginning to strop the razor with no appearance of concern.
Ah! said Rollo. And I bet I know why. You didnt go the right way to work.
Not one fellow in a hundred does. I know. Ive thought it out. Ive been thinking the deuce of a lot about it lately. Its dashed tricky, this making love. Most fellows havent a notion how to work it. No system. No system, Wilson, old scout.
Now I have a system. And Ill tell it you. It may do you a bit of good next time you feel that impulse. Youre not dead yet. Now, my system is simply to go to it gradually, by degrees. Work by schedule. See what I mean?
Not entirely, sir.
Well, Ill give you the details. First thing, you want to find the girl.
Just so, sir.
Well, when youve found her, what do you do? You just look at her. See what I mean?
Not entirely, sir.
Look at her, my boy. Thats just the startthe foundation. You develop from that. But you keep away. Thats the point. Ive thought this thing out. Mind you, I dont claim absolutely all the credit for the idea myself. Its by way of being based on Christian Science. Absent treatment, and all that. But most of its mine. All the fine work.
Yes. Absolutely all the fine work. Heres the thing in a nutshell. You find the girl. Right. Of course, youve got to meet her once, just to establish the connection. Then you get busy. First week, looks. Just look at her. Second week, letters. Write to her every day. Third week, flowers. Send her some every afternoon. Fourth week, presents with a bit more class about them. Bit of jewellery now and then. See what I mean? Fifth week, lunches and suppers and things. Sixth week, propose, though you can do it in the fifth week if you see a chance. Youve got to leave that to the fellows judgment. Well, there you are. See what I mean?
Wilson stropped his masters razor thoughtfully.
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