“ Hewet continued, "is a few young man who is obsessed by an thought--the concept of being a gentleman. He manages to exist at Cambridge on a hundred pounds a year. He has a coat; it was as soon as an excellent coat. But the trousers-- they don't seem to be so good. Nicely, he goes as much as London, gets into good society, owing to an early-morning adventure on the banks of the Serpentine. He is led into telling lies--my thought, you see, is to show the gradual corruption of the soul--calls himself the son of some great landed proprietor in Devonshire. Meanwhile the coat turns into older and older, and he hardly dares to wear the trousers. Can't you imagine the wretched man, after some splendid night of debauchery, contemplating these garments--hanging them over the tip of the bed, arranging them now in full light, now in shade, and wondering whether or not they'll survive him, or he will survive them? Thoughts of suicide cross his thoughts. He has a pal, too, a man who in some way subsists upon promoting small birds, for which he units traps within the fields near Uxbridge. They're students, each of them. I do know one or two wretched starving creatures like that who quote Aristotle at you over a fried herring and a pint of porter. Fashionable life, too, I have to represent at some length, in order to show my hero underneath all circumstances. Lady Theo Bingham Bingley, whose bay mare he had the great fortune to cease, is the daughter of a really wonderful old Tory peer. I'm going to explain the sort of events I once went to--the fashionable intellectuals, you understand, who like to have the newest book on their tables. They offer events, river events, events where you play games. There is not any problem in conceiving incidents; the issue is to put them into form--to not get run away with, as Lady Theo was. It ended disastrously for her, poor girl, for the guide, as I planned it, was going to finish in profound and sordid respectability. Disowned by her father, she marries my hero, they usually live in a snug little villa outside Croydon, through which city he's arrange as a home agent. He never succeeds in turning into an actual gentleman in spite of everything. That's the interesting part of it. Does it appear to you the type of ebook you'd wish to learn?" he enquired; "or perhaps you want my Stuart tragedy higher," he continued, with out waiting for her to reply him. ”