A Moonlight Fable; Part II

Short story by H.G. Wells about a man who gets a new suit from his mother.

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Not a button had tarnished, not a thread had faded on this dear suit of his; He was glad enough for weeping as in a noiseless hurry he put it on. And then back he went, soft and quick, to the window and looked out upon the garden. He stood there for a minute, shining in the moonlight, with his buttons twinkling like stars. Before he got out on the sill and clambered down to the garden path below. He tried to make as little of a rustling as he could. He stood before his mother's house. It was white and nearly as plain as by day. It had every window-blind but his own shut like an eye that sleeps. The trees cast still shadows like intricate black lace upon the wall.