He rubbed his nose and feebly suggested that I might go in for "research work," which, of course, only represented his own ambitions.

I asked him indignantly how I could do such a thing without any scientific qualifications whatever.

He admitted the difficulty, but replied that I might endow others who had the qualifications.
"In short, become a mulch cow for sucking scientists," I replied, and broke off the conversation.
Bastin's idea was, first, that I should teach in a Sunday School; secondly, that if this career did not satisfy all my aspirations, I might be ordained and become a missionary.
On my rejection of this brilliant advice, he remarked that the only other thing he could think of was that I should get married and have a large family, which might possibly advantage the nation and ultimately enrich the Kingdom of Heaven, though of such things no one could be quite sure.

At any rate, he was certain that at present I was in practice neglecting my duty, whatever it might be, and in fact one of those cumberers of the earth who, he observed in the newspaper he took in and read when he had time, were "very happily named--the idle rich." "Which reminds me," he added, "that the clothing-club finances are in a perfectly scandalous condition; in fact, it is L25 in debt, an amount that as the squire of the parish I consider it incumbent on you to make good, not as a charity but as an obligation." "Look here, my friend," I said, ignoring all the rest, "will you answer me a plain question?
Have you found marriage such a success that you consider it your duty to recommend it to others?
And if you have, why have you not got the large family of which you speak ?" "Of course not," he replied with his usual frankness.

"Indeed, it is in many ways so disagreeable that I am convinced it must be right and for the good of all concerned.