They must march in the procession and the pace is leisurely. In
Canada the chances come every day, and the man that's ready jumps in and
wins."
"Ah, I see!" exclaimed Miss Brodie. "There are more ladders by which to
climb."
"Yes," cried Martin, "and fewer men on them."
"But," argued Dunn, "there are other causes of failure in this country.
Many a young fellow, for instance, cannot get a congenial position."
"Yes," replied Martin quickly, "because you won't let him; your caste
law forbids. With us a man can do anything decent and no one thinks the
less of him."
"Ah, I see!" again cried Miss Brodie, more eagerly than before. "Not
only more ladders, but more kinds of ladders."
"Exactly," said Martin with an approving glance. "And he must not be too
long in the choosing."
"Then, Mr. Martin," said Mr. Rae, "what would you suggest for our young
friend?"
But this Martin refused to answer.
"Surely there are openings for a young fellow in Canada," said Dunn.
"Take a fellow like myself. What could I do?"
"You?" cried Martin, his eyes shining with loving enthusiasm. "There are
doors open on every business street in every town and city in Canada for
you, or for any fellow who has brain or brawn to sell and who will take
any kind of a job and stay with it."
"Well, what job, for instance?"
"What job?" cried Martin.
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