Five years ago he was a homeless wanderer.

Now princesses were begging him to rescue them from Egyptologists.

With glorious sureness all his dreams were coming true.
Thus we see our Fortunate Youth at eight-and-twenty in the heyday of success.

If he had strutted about under Jane's admiring eyes, like a peacock among daws, he now walked serene, a peacock among peacocks.

He wore the raiment, frequented the clubs, ate the dinners of the undeservingly rich and the deservingly great.