I can't stand this do-nothing existence any longer.

You brought me up to it, and never let me know anything about your business, or how to help you run it--" "It never occurred to me," drawled dad, "that I needed help to run my business." "And last spring you rose up, all of a sudden, and started in to cure me of being a drone.

The medicine you used was strong; it did the business pretty thoroughly.

You've no kick coming at the result.

I'm going to start to-morrow." Dad looked at me till I began to feel squirmy.