Time tended, in no degree, to alleviate my dissatisfaction.

It increased till the determination became at length formed of opening my thoughts to Ludloe.

At the next breakfast interview which took place, I introduced the subject, and expatiated without reserve, on the state of my feelings.

I concluded with entreating him to point out some path in which my talents might be rendered useful to himself or to mankind.
After a pause of some minutes, he said, What would you do?
You forget the immaturity of your age.

If you are qualified to act a part in the theatre of life, step forth; but you are not qualified.