"An idle whim, I fear, sir," was my answer; "or else an idle whim is going to spirit me away. I shall set out for London next week; and I must give you warning that I feel no disposition to retain Thrushcross Grange beyond the twelve months I agreed to rent it. I believe I shall not live there any more."
"Oh, indeed; you're tired of being banished from the world, are you?" he said. "But if you be coming to plead off paying for a place you won't occupy, your journey is useless: I never relent in exacting my due from any one."
"I'm coming to plead off nothing about it," I exclaimed, considerably irritated. "Should you wish it, I'll settle with you now," and I drew my note-book from my pocket.

'An idle whim, I fear, sir,' was my answer; 'but I shall set out for London next week; and I must give you warning that I shall not keep Thrushcross Grange beyond the twelve months I agreed to. I believe I shall not live there any more.'
'Oh, indeed; you're tired of being banished from the world, are you?' he said. 'But if you're coming to plead off paying your rent, your journey is useless.'
'Nothing of the sort,' I exclaimed, irritated. 'I'll settle with you now,' and I drew my wallet from my pocket.
