He does not pick up.

Now, for the first time, he hears from the doctor words that he has caught occasionally about men far older than himself--"blood pressure." But he he is under fifty! The doctor says he must go slower.

Now begins a dreary round indeed! He has never learned to go slow! He is an old man at fifty.

If lucky, he has made money.

But what is the price?
He has found precious little fun in those fifteen or twenty years since he was a boy.