Arthur knows now he never should have stopped, and he certainly never should have given the man any money. Damn this moment of charity and wherever it came from.
But he stops for the old man. Shouldn’t have. It always comes down to money. Things in his life always seem to boil down to money one way or another.
“Ah, I see you’re new around these parts. I’m old around these parts. Blind Man Cassidy is my name. If you’d like your fortune told, I just ask for a bit of gold.”