It seizes on and tucks away for safe-keeping the most negligible trifles, clinging to them through the years with the passionate miserliness of Molière’s Harpagon.

Even when they have not been at their best thus far, they have dug out a result and their defensive miserliness bodes well.

Now I’m embarrassed, and beyond that overwhelmed to discover a covert stream of generosity running counter to the dominant corporate miserliness.