"What do you get for it?"
"What do I get? I have had board and lodging."
"Yes, but what do you get now, when you don't board and lodge with them?"
"Hm! I didn't think of that."
"You are a lunatic—teaching rich peoples' children gratis. Well, you come along with me, and don't cross their threshold again."
John had a struggle with himself on the pavement. "But I promised them."
"You should not promise. Come now and write a letter withdrawing your offer."
"I must go and take leave of them."
"It is not necessary. They promised you a present at Christmas, but you got nothing; and now you let yourself be treated like a servant. Come now and write."
He was dragged to the café. The waitress brought paper and ink, and, at his friend's dictation, he wrote a letter to the effect that, in consequence of his approaching examination, he would have no more leisure for teaching.