One Good Deed Generates / Should Generate / Another

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Have you ever given the friendliness you received from a stranger back to another stranger? When I was at uni studying English, a friend of mine and I spent three months in GB to improve our English. We went to a language school in London for two months. Before it started, we hitchhiked to Scotland for three weeks. We were invited twice to stay overnight. Once in the north of England just south of the border to Scotland by a woman who was in her car with her two young daughters. She engaged us as kindergartners so-to-speak. We played with the girls, showed them Cat's Cradle (I've just found this in the dictionary. What an odd term!), sang with them and tried tongue twisters. When we arrived at her house, she told her husband matter-of-factly that they would have two guests for the night - as if it's just the thing to do to invite two strangers to your home. The second time happened in the Scottish Highlands. An elderly couple had picked us up on a desolate stretch of road in the middle of nowhere. A car driver had dropped us there because he had to go somewhere where we didn't want to go. They told us that it could become dangerous for us what with so little traffic. Where would we spend the night if no more cars came our way? They were trustworthy, so we decided to accept their invitation to stay with them in their cottage. I remember that we made a good impression when we cleaned our shoes with shoeshine! Obviously, we were well educated young women and not some unreliable tramps. :-) Many years passed until I could repay this kindness, but I did get an opportunity at last. Once I met a young Canadian woman on a train when I had been in Stuttgart (Mercedes! Porsche!) and was on my way home. I live about half an hour away from Stuttgart. She was on her way to the city of Ulm, three quarters of an hour away from my town. She wanted to take part in a language course there. It was already evening and I told here that she wouldn't meet anyone in the language school at that late hour. I asked her if she trusted me. She did. So I told her to get off the train with me and to stay at our house for one night. She did that. She even had a flat for herself which was free at that time. Later we went to a pizzeria nearby with my husband and spent a nice evening together. She left the following morning and later send us a Thank-You postcard. The second good deed was to invite two young women from the USA who my husband had met at the train station in our town where he had gone to buy an Italian newpaper. One of them had lived here for some time when her father was in the army. There were barracks in our town then. She wanted to see the house again where she had lived with her family. But it was Sunday! Only few local buses run on Sunday and certainly none to the part of the town where they wanted to go. We invited them to have lunch with us and then took them to the house they wanted to see and later also drove them around the countryside a bit. Then we were even with - what? Fate?