I am an Englishman, and I live in London. I am a member of an old-established firm in the Eastern trade, and my business occupies me from morning till evening, on six days of the week. On the seventh I am glad to rest from my labours, and to amuse myself with riding or walking exercise. In summer, I sometimes go down to spend a few days at one of our country houses, and, in winter, I occasionally visit the Continent. I am a married man, with a growing family, and my income is sufficient to keep us all in comfort. I am not rich enough to be independent, nor poor enough to be obliged to work unremittingly, from year to year. I have never been very far from London, and I am content to remain where I am
