"It's only that I have dropped out of the world, you know.

I kept track of every one, saw most of my friends, or corresponded, now and then, for a year or so after I left college; but people don't miss you much after a while.
They rather expected me to do a lot of things, in a way, you know, and I wasn't doing them.

I was glad to get away.

I always had an itch for newspaper work, and I went on a New York paper.

Maybe it was the wrong paper; at least, I wasn't fit for it.