“Well, it’s terribly monotonous,” he answered, “to have to repeat to every one you meet what a fine time you have had. But our trip was not such a very bad one after all.”
“What? Come now, you don’t have to lie to me. You’re overdoing it. Beware of the lying habit.”
“Well, it wasn’t very sweet but it was short. You ought to travel with Doctor Senn to the North Pole, Lake Baikal, Vladivostok, tropical India, and every other God-forsaken place on the footstool. You’d consider this trip an interesting little nightmare to be laughed at and forgotten, when compared with the prolonged punishment of trotting around the globe after Senn, whose legs are made of solid steel. But I’ve done with Senn as a traveling companion. His notion of joy and mine are constitutionally different. Something is wrong with his idea of enjoyment. I can’t diagnose his case because he has no nerves. There’s something uncanny about him. He can’t be discouraged, killed or made seasick. I’ve no patience with him.”
Transcriber’s Notes:
Due to a printer’s error the first two lines of page 66 were repeated (and misplaced) on to the top of page 65. Thus ‘which lay alongside the pier, brought our task however to a most agreeable ending.’ has been removed and a fullstop added to ‘full of passive praise’ at the bottom of page 64. Whether two lines have been lost is unknown as all editions of this work carry the same error.
Variations in spelling and hyphenation are retained.
Perceived typographical errors have been changed.