I must see whether anything can be derived from it to improve the general health.

Pray, begone." The last argument hurried me from the spot, agitated by a crowd of feelings, all of them painful.
When I had overcome the shock of this great disappointment, I renewed gradually my acquaintance with one or two old companions, who, though of infinitely less interest to my feelings than my unfortunate friend, served to relieve the pressure of actual solitude, and who were not perhaps the less open to my advances that I was a bachelor somewhat stricken in years, newly arrived from foreign parts, and certainly independent, if not wealthy.
I was considered as a tolerable subject of speculation by some, and I could not be burdensome to any.

I was therefore, according to the ordinary rule of Edinburgh hospitality, a welcome guest in several respectable families.

But I found no one who could replace the loss I had sustained in my best friend and benefactor.

I wanted something more than mere companionship could give me, and where was I to look for it?
Among the scattered remnants of those that had been my gay friends of yore?
Alas! "Many a lad I loved was dead, And many a lass grown old." Besides, all community of ties between us had ceased to exist, and such of former friends as were still in the world held their life in a different tenor from what I did.
Some had become misers, and were as eager in saving sixpence as ever they had been in spending a guinea.