Shootin' and sailin' and fishin' ain't work, and that's about all you do.

'Take Ros,' says I.'He might be to work.

He was in a bank up to the city once and he knows the bankin' trade.

He might be at it now, but what would be the use ?' I says.

'He's got enough to live on and he lives on it, 'stead of keepin' some poor feller out of a job.' That's right, too, ain't it ?" I didn't answer at once.