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I would let that work out as it
could. Of course I had my trade to fall back on, but I am afraid
that is all the use I thought of putting it to. The love of change
belongs to youth, and I meant to take a hand in things as they
came along. I had a pair of strong hands, and stubbornness enough
to do for two; also a strong belief that in a free country, free
from the dominion of custom, of caste, as well as of men, things
would somehow come right in the end, and a man get shaken into the
corner where he belonged if he took a hand in the game. I think I
was right in that. If it took a lot of shaking to get me where I
belonged, that was just what I needed. Even my mother admits that
now. To tell the truth, I was tired of hammer and saw. They were
indissolubly bound up with my dreams of Elizabeth that were now
gone to smash. Therefore I hated them. And straightway, remembering
that the day was her birthday, and accepting the fact as a good
omen, I rebuilt my air-castles and resolved to try on a new tack.
So irrational is human nature at twenty-one, when in love.


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