He had imagination.

He could dream.

The good things he was tasting were a presage only of the better things to come, and that is a wholesome point of view.

He was proud--as who would not be ?--to step straight into the tracks of such a father; and with that thought came another--just as good for him, and for India, that made him feel as though he were a robber yet, a thief in another's cornfield, gathering what he did not sow.

It came over him in a flood that he must pay the price of all this homage.
Some men pay in advance, some at the time, and some pay afterward.
All men, he knew, must pay.