But that is not my way.

For why?
If a man be practical, he need not plague himself about money, and Karl will be a practical man.

But he must not be a porter.

His mother would not hear of it, and she was right." "Your work is very laborious," suggested Anton.
"Laborious!" laughed Sturm; "it may be laborious for the weak, but it is not that.

It is this," and he filled his glass; "it is the draught beer." Anton smiled.