To carry on for the sport of it; not to accept fate but to fight it.
By chance his hand touched his spiky chin.

Nevertheless, he would have to enter New York just as he was.

He had left his razor in a Pullman washroom hurriedly one morning.

He dared not risk a barber's chair, especially these American chairs, that stretched one out in a most helpless manner.
Slowly his pipe sank toward his breast.

The weary body was overcoming the will.