You see, at different times in life you want different kinds of
pleasures. I've had a good many kinds, and the present kind is about as
satisfactory as any."
"But, Dick, you ought to get married. You've got coin, you've got sense,
you're a bit distinguished-looking, and I'll back your heart against a
thousand bishops. You've never been in danger of making a fool of
yourself as I have. Why didn't you--why don't you--get married?"
Richard patted his brother's shoulder.
"Married, boy? Married? I've got too much on my hands. I've got to
bring you up yet. And when that's done I shall have to write a book
called 'How to bring up a Parent.' Then I've got to help bring your boy
up, as I've done these last three years and more. I've got to think of
that boy for a long while yet, for I know him better than you do, and I
shall need some of my coin to carry out my plans."
"God bless you, Dick! Bring me up as you will, only bring her along too;
and as for the boy, you're far more his father than I am.
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