The father, whom I bearded yesterday, nods his head and will say `Yes' as soon as he's looked into my credentials.
Meanwhile I am tolerated, and dread nothing except the premature turning up of the lost luggage.
"But, to be practical for once in my life.

Amongst much that is delightfully vague and dreamy, one thing stands out very clear in my own mind at present.

I must do something.

My loafing days are over.

The profession of a gentleman at large, with which you twit me, I hereby renounce.