It will inevitably, like a tree striking bad soil, betray itself at the top with time.

And the anguish I speak of will be the sole healthy sign about you.

Whether in the middle of life it is adviseable to descend the pedestal altogether, I dare not say.

Few take the precaution to build a flight of steps inside--it is not a labour to be proud of; fewer like to let themselves down in the public eye--it amounts to a castigation; you must, I fear, remain up there, and accept your chance in toppling over.

But in any case, delude yourself as you please, your lofty baldness will assuredly be seen with time.