The only engagement he had taken, when he looked the thing in the face, was to do what he reasonably could.
It upset him a little none the less and after a while to find himself at last remembering on what current of association he had been floated so far.

Old imaginations of the Latin Quarter had played their part for him, and he had duly recalled its having been with this scene of rather ominous legend that, like so many young men in fiction as well as in fact, Chad had begun.

He was now quite out of it, with his "home," as Strether figured the place, in the Boulevard Malesherbes; which was perhaps why, repairing, not to fail of justice either, to the elder neighbourhood, our friend had felt he could allow for the element of the usual, the immemorial, without courting perturbation.

He was not at least in danger of seeing the youth and the particular Person flaunt by together; and yet he was in the very air of which--just to feel what the early natural note must have been--he wished most to take counsel.

It became at once vivid to him that he had originally had, for a few days, an almost envious vision of the boy's romantic privilege.