I am going out into the world for a time, but my home is here,--or rather, where my home is will always be yours.

You have been my father, and I will be your son; and it is time you should give up your professorship.

No, not that you are at all old; I do not mean that." "No, indeed," said I, "I should think not." "It would be much more proper if you retired into an elegant leisure, so that you might write as many books as you desire without wearing yourself out in teaching those students every day.

Would you not like to go back to Serveti ?" "Serveti!--ah, beautiful, lost Serveti, with its castle and good vine-lands!" "You shall have it again before long, my father," he said.

He had never called me father before, the dear boy! I suppose it was because he was going away.