For when one has everything, one wants nothing." "Well, isn't it all right to want nothing ?" she queried, looking at him inquisitively.
"All right?
No!--rather all wrong! For want stimulates the mind and body to work, and work generates health and energy,--and energy is the pulse of life.

Without that pulse, one is a mere husk of a man--as I am!" He doffed his cap again.

"Thank you for all your friendliness.

Good-bye!" "Good-bye! Perhaps I shall see you again some time this way ?" "Perhaps--but----" "With your friend ?" she suggested.
"Ay--if I find my friend--then possibly I may return.

Meanwhile, all good be with you!" He turned away, and began to ascend the path indicated across the moor.
Once he looked back and waved his hand.