propose a test for you. Upstairs in my trunk is an old suit that I
wore when I went out and lived as a hobo. Put it on. Put on the torn
overcoat and the ragged hat. I was going to say empty your
pockets--but you needn't do that--there's nothing in the pockets. Go
out of here tonight, and make this bargain--that for six months you
won't tell a soul who you are, that you won't communicate with one
of your friends, nor use any of their influence. For six months
you'll shift for yourself and take what comes to you. And then you
can come back, and we'll see how far you've risen in the world. Also
we'll see whether you haven't changed some of your ideas! _(A
pause.)_

_Jack (in a low voice)._--That would satisfy you, would it?

_Bob._ Yes, that would satisfy me.

_Jack._ All right! By thunder--I'll go you! _(Starts away.)_
To-night!

_Jessie (horrified)._ Jack! You're out of your senses.

_Jack._ I'm not. I mean it. I'm tired of his jawing at me!

_Jessie (rushes to him)._ I won't hear of it!

_Jack._ I'm going to show him.

_Jessie (turns to Bob)._ I won't have my brother leave me!

_Bob._ Don't worry, Jessie. Your brother won't really go!