While the regiment was abroad I liked the life well enough, but at home it bored me.

Too much society for my taste, and that sort of thing.

Also I wanted to travel; nothing else really amuses me." "You will soon get tired of it," I answered, "and as you are well off, marry some fine lady and settle down at home." "Don't think so.

I doubt if I should ever be happily married, I want too much.

One doesn't pick up an earthly angel with a cast-iron constitution who adores you, which are the bare necessities of marriage, under every bush." Here I laughed.
"Also," he added, the laughter going out of his eyes, "I have had enough of fine ladies and their ways." "Marriage is better than scrapes," I remarked sententiously.
"Quite so, but one might get them both together.