I made a fine tramp and a fair drover; and here I was ushered by a prim butler into this temple of gracious ease.

And the best of it was that they did not even know my name.
I resolved not to puzzle my head but to take the gifts the gods had provided.

I shaved and bathed luxuriously, and got into the dress clothes and clean crackling shirt, which fitted me not so badly.

By the time I had finished the looking-glass showed a not unpersonable young man.
Sir Walter awaited me in a dusky dining-room where a little round table was lit with silver candles.

The sight of him--so respectable and established and secure, the embodiment of law and government and all the conventions--took me aback and made me feel an interloper.