"I ought to be satisfied to please Grandfather, and I do try, but it's working against the grain, you see, and comes hard.

He wants me to be an India merchant, as he was, and I'd rather be shot.

I hate tea and silk and spices, and every sort of rubbish his old ships bring, and I don't care how soon they go to the bottom when I own them.

Going to college ought to satisfy him, for if I give him four years he ought to let me off from the business.

But he's set, and I've got to do just as he did, unless I break away and please myself, as my father did.