them that they had better leave the whole matter entirely to me. They fell into the suggestion with a readiness that had something uncanny about it. . This was hardly what I intended.
What I had meant, of course, was, that I should boss the job, and that Harris and George should potter about under my directions, I pushing them aside every now and then with, “Oh, you –!” “Here, let me do it.” “There you are, simple enough!” – really teaching them, as you might say. Their taking it in the way they did irritated me. There is nothing that irritates me more than seeing other people sitting about doing nothing when I’m working. I lived with a man once who used to make me mad that way.
He would loll on the sofa and watch me doing things by the hour together, following me round the room with his eyes, wherever I went. He said it made him feel that life was not an idle dream to be gaped and yawned through, but a noble task, full of duty and stern work. He said he often wondered now how he could have gone on before he met me, never having anybody to look at while they worked. Now, I’m not like that.
I can’t sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, Name the trio who started packing. Unit- - Would Like To Rise And - - and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him what to do. It is my energetic nature.
I can’t help it. . However, I did not say anything, but started the packing. It seemed a longer job than I had thought it was going to be; but I got the bag finished at last, and I sat on it and strapped it.
“Ain’t you going to put the boots in?” said Harris. And I looked round, and found I had forgotten them. That’s just like Harris. He couldn’t have said a word until I’d got the bag shut