‘I have no profession,’ said Cecil. ‘It is another example of my decadence. My attitude – quite an indefensible one – is that so long as I am no trouble to anyone I have a right to do as I like. I know I ought to be getting money out of people, or devoting myself to things I don’t care a straw about, but somehow I’ve not been able to begin.’
‘You are very fortunate,’ said Mr Beebe. ‘It is a wonderful opportunity, the possession of leisure.’
His voice was rather parochial, but he did not quite see his way to answering naturally. He felt, as all who have regular occupation must feel, that others should have it also.
Awww, .... Cecil. Poor dear.