He had got into a groove and did not care to get out of it.

He had no relatives or any one dependent on him, and he had been well content to go on in a jog trot way, just paying his expenses of shop and living.

The extra bustle and push worried rather than pleased him.
"I am an old man," he said to Frank one day, as after the shop was closed they sat over their tea.

"I have no motive in laying by money, and had enough for my wants.

I was influenced more by my liking for your face and my appreciation of your talent, than by any desire of increasing my business.