"Warburton's tone is worse than mine; he pretends to be bored. I'm
not in the least bored; I find life only too interesting."
"Ah, too interesting; you shouldn't allow it to be that, you know!"
"I'm never bored when I come here," said Lord Warburton. "One gets
such uncommonly good talk."
"Is that another sort of joke?" asked the old man. "You've no excuse
for being bored anywhere. When I was your age I had never heard of
such a thing."
"You must have developed very late."
"No, I developed very quick; that was just the reason. When I was
twenty years old I was very highly developed indeed. I was working
tooth and nail. You wouldn't be bored if you had something to do;
but all you young men are too idle. You think too much of your
pleasure. You're too fastidious, and too indolent, and too rich."
"Oh, I say," cried Lord Warburton, "you're hardly the person to
accuse a fellow-creature of being too rich!"
"Do you mean because I'm a banker?" asked the old man.
"Because of that, if you like; and because you have- haven't you?-
such unlimited means."
"He isn't very rich," the other young man mercifully pleaded.
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