Alpha Book

"Oh, I know you don't like it, Phil, but what I'm saying may do you
good. It's fine physic, to learn what others think about you; as for me,
you can't mistake my friendship--or your sister's--or Miss Erroll's, or
Mr. Gerard's. And one and all are of one opinion, that you have
everything before you, including domestic happiness, which you care for
more than anything. And there is no reason why you should not have
it--no reason why you should not feel perfectly free to marry, and have
a bunch of corking kids. It's not only your right, it's your business;
and you're selfish if you don't!"
"Boots! I--I--"
"Go on!"
"I'm not going to swear; I'm only hurt, Boots--"
"Sure you are! Medicine's working, that's all. We strive to please, we
kill to cure. Of course it hurts, man! But you know it will do you good;
you know what I say is true. You've no right to club the natural and
healthy inclinations out of yourself. The day for fanatics and dippy,
dotty flagellants is past.


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