“And who was that fellow wearing the square-cut Scholar’s cap?” He went on to ask.
He wants to pursue a career by purchasing a position in the military school, but I can't be bothered to take an interest in his private affairs.
It's turned me sour, has it? Just you wait. When we break up and you're ready to go home, I'll have something to say to you. One way or the other, there are two different things I can do, so you needn't expect to escape.
Tell me about them.
Then, when you got home late, with no money to show for it, the Madam would be sure to give you a beating for your pains, which would be no skin off my back.
Or else, we can get his honor to send someone to escort us home.
Life is like a dream,
Let me pour a libation to the river moon.