He resumed speech like one who talks to himself.
"I am a lone wolf, a solitary man, wandering through a world in which I have no part.

I am wifeless--childless--who is it speaks of the childless as the dead twigs on the tree of life?
I am wifeless, childless--I could find no duty to do.

No desire even in my heart.

One thing at last I set myself to do.
"I said, I _will_ do this, and to do it, to overcome the inertia of this dull body, I resorted to drugs.

Great God, I've had enough of drugs! I don't know if _you_ feel the heavy inconvenience of the body, its exasperating demand of time from the mind--time--life! Live! We only live in patches.