"Most men of your age wake up one morning to find they've turned forty. They feel it would be good to renew their youth, they play with the idea of getting married."
"Is this to my address?" I asked.
"D'you feel it applies to your case?"
"I can solemnly assure you that such an idea never crossed my mind."
"Not consciously."
"What do you know of the unconscious ideas in your own mind?"
"Hang it," I said, "what do you know of the unconscious ideas in my—or any one else's mind?"
"I'm interested in them," he answered quietly. "Tell me if you ever feel my prophecy coming true."
"You shall be best man," I promised him. "Married! One doesn't marry at my age."