I certainly don't want to pass for the wife of an hotel-keeper.

What does he call himself?
He must have some name.

I hate telling people he 's a chemist; it sounds just as if he kept a shop.

That 's what they call the druggists in England, and I formed the habit while I was there.

It makes me feel as if he were some dreadful little man, with big green bottles in the window and 'night-bell' painted outside.