"I won't. You are not serious enough to-day, and I am not vexed enough. You know quite well what I think. There isn't any harm in you; but you are idle, and you are inquisitive. I don't want you to be very different, on the whole, if only you would work a little more and take more interest in things."
"Well," said Jack, "I do take interest--that's the mischief; there isn't time to work--that's the truth! I shall scrape through the Trip, and then I shall have done with all this nonsense about the classics; it really is humbug, isn't it? Such a fuss about nothing. The books I like are those in which people say what they might say, not those in which they say what they have had days to invent. I don't see the good of that. Why should I work, when I don't feel interested?"
"Because whatever you do, you will have to do things in which you are not interested," said Howard.
"Well, I think I will wait and see," said Jack. "And now I must be off. I really have said some awful things to you to-day,