The chairs and sofas were laden with wearing apparel.

As for Dalrymple himself, he looked haggard and weary, as though the last four weeks had laid four years upon his shoulders.
"You look ill," I said clearing a corner of the sofa for my own accommodation; "or _ennuye_, which is much the same thing.

What is the matter?
And what can I do for you ?" "The matter is that I am going abroad," said he, with his chin resting moodily in his two palms and his elbows on the table.
"Going abroad! Where ?" "I don't know-- 'Anywhere, anywhere, out of the world.' It's of very little consequence whether I betake myself to the East or to the West; eat rice in the tropics, or drink train-oil at the Pole." "But have you no settled projects ?" "None whatever." "And don't care what becomes of you ?" "Not in the least." "Then, in Heaven's name, what has happened ?" "The very thing that, three weeks ago, would have made me the happiest fellow in Christendom.

What are you going to do to-morrow ?" "Nothing, beyond my ordinary routine of medical study." "Humph! Could you get a whole holiday, for once ?" I remembered how many I had taken of late, and felt ashamed of the readiness with which I replied:-- "Oh yes! easily." "Well, then, I want you to spend the day with me.

It will be, perhaps, my last in Paris for many a month, or even many a year.