I am an old-fashioned man in an old-fashioned shop, in a street that is not the same as I remember it.

I have fallen behind the time, and am too old to catch it again.

Even the noise it makes a long way ahead, confuses me.' Walter was going to speak, but his Uncle held up his hand.
'Therefore, Wally--therefore it is that I am anxious you should be early in the busy world, and on the world's track.

I am only the ghost of this business--its substance vanished long ago; and when I die, its ghost will be laid.

As it is clearly no inheritance for you then, I have thought it best to use for your advantage, almost the only fragment of the old connexion that stands by me, through long habit.