Capitolo 40
me.
Reggie Nettlecraft was grown in an unhealthy, spotty,
young indefinite, with a spotted tie and cuffs of what him
it was immoderately proud, and what he insisted on "to flash" every second
minute. He was evidently also satisfied of itself; what odd was, for me I have
rarely seen whoever who allowed him less cause for the rational satisfaction.
"Hullo", he said, when I told him my name. "Then it is you, it is it,
Cumberledge?" He threw a look to my card. "The hospital of St. Nathaniel! Thing
decompose himself/herself/themselves! Because, steals me narrow if you have not turned sawbones!"
"That is my profession", I responded, without shame. "And You?"
"Oh, I don't have fortune, you know, the old man. They resulted me to Them
of Oxford because I had too much sense of humour for the authorities
there--bestial set of old fogeys! Objected to mine 'cackling' the oyster
hulls to the windows of the guardians--the good old custom English, to become fast
obsolete. Then I filled for the army. But, blesses Your heart a,
Gentleman doesn't have opportunity for the army today; a package of flourishing boors,
with what they calls 'the intellect', reads above for the examinations, and doesn't do
gives United States a look-in; I call him/it pure and simple piffle. Then the Guv'nor put me on
electric engineering--electric engineering has played out. I put anybody
you provision in him; besides it is so bestial heavy job,; and then, you get Your
hands dirty. I am so now reading for the Bar; and if only my trainer is able
put above me to points enough to shift the examiners, I expect me to have called
some calculate next summer."
"And when you have failed for everything?" I asked, only to examine his
sense of humour.
He swallowed him as a roach. "Oh, when I have failed for everything,
I will stick above me to the Guv'nor. Hang him all, a Gentleman you/he/she cannot be
been waited for to earn his/her his/her own maintenance. England is going to the dogs that are
where it is; any small comfortable sinecures left for cracks as you and
me; this whole bestial competition. And any respect for the feelings of