“What are you going to do, then?” asked Cullingworth.
“I shall either go to sea or else start a practice on my own account.”
“But you have no money.”
“Neither had you when you started.”
“Ah, that was different. Still, it may be that you are right. You’ll find it a stiff pull at first.”
“Oh, I am quite prepared for that.”
“Well, you know, Munro, I feel that I am responsible to you to some extent, since I persuaded you not to take that ship the other day.”
“It was a pity, but it can’t be helped.”
“We must do what we can to make up. Now, I tell you what I am prepared to do. I was talking about it with Hetty this morning, and she thought as I did. If we were to allow you one pound a week until you got your legs under you, it would encourage you to start for yourself, and you could pay it back as soon as you were able.”
“It is very kind of you,” said I. “If you would let the matter stand just now, I should like just to take a short walk by myself, and to think it all over.”