Dr. Herbert Benjamin
“Down here on the bench next to you!” said Henry.
“Pleased to meet you. Can I be of help?”
The young lady looked down at Henry and started
to cry even harder. Soon buckets of tears flowed down.
“That’s enough!” said Henry. “Thank you. You can
stop crying now.”
“I can?” said the young lady, staring at Henry
through her tears.
“Oh, it wasn’t necessary in the first place,” said
Henry gallantly. You didn’t have to cry Just for
me!
I
could have waited for a salty bath until I got home!”
“You could?” said the young lady.
“Sure,” said Henry. “Traveling makes you pretty
tough.”
“It does?” she said.
“Oh yes,” said Henry. “I’m taking a trip around the
world.”
“You are?” she asked.
“Yes,” said Henry. “Now tell me about yourself. Do
you travel much?”
The young lady didn’t answer. She just stared
through her tears at Henry.
“Do you just cry and stare, or do you
talk
too?”
Henry asked. “Most of the People I’ve met talk as much
as pickles. Or are you a kind of Person that doesn’t talk
much?”
The lady just stared.
Henry felt very uncomfortable. “Am I making you
uncomfortable?” he said to the lady. “I’d be glad to go on
my way if you want to be alone!”
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