So you need not worry about the money.
"You needn't fash your consciences over the Plan, either.
I'll tell you about it in my next, written from the first place
when I find leisure. I'll unfold--no, the word insults its
beautiful simplicity. Apologies to Jimmy. Tell him to buy a
copy-book and write in it _Experiment is better than
Observation_.
"So long! A great peace has fallen on me, Roddy. 'I am one with
my kind,' like the convalescent gentleman in _Maud_. 'I embrace
the purpose of--whatever Higher Power set Farrell going--'and
the doom assigned.'
"Farrell is going strong. Yoicks!--Yours ever,"
"J.F."
I handed the letter across to Jimmy, and set myself to order,
thoughtfully, something to eat.
"Well, what do you say to it?" I asked as Jimmy finished his perusal.
"I say," pronounced Jimmy in unfaltering voice, "that the crisis
demands a gin-and-vermouth, at once, and that the vermouth should be
of the Italian variety."
"Waiter!" I called.
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