"
"But is it wrong to want to fish and shoot and have time to read."
"No, it is wrong not to do it when you have the time and the
money. I like that side of your nature. My own theory is that
every man should in the twenty-four hours of the day devote eight
to work, eight to sleep and eight to play. But this can only be
done when the money to support the whole twenty-four hours is in
sight, either in wages, or salary, or invested securities. More
money than this--that is the surplusage that men lock up in their
tin boxes, is a curse. But with that you have nothing to do--not
yet, anyhow. Now, if I catch your meaning, your idea is to go back
to your life at home. In other words you want to live the last end
of your life first--and without earning the right to it. And
because you cannot do this you give yourself up to criticising
everything about you. Getting only at the faults and missing all
the finer things in life. If you would permit me to advise you--"
he still had his hand on the lad's knee, searching the soft brown
eyes--"I would give up finding fault and first try to better
things, and I would begin right here where you are.
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