"You ought rather to be disturbed," he notes, absently, as though he doesn't really mean very much by it.
"With living comfortably, nothing whatever, so long as one also lives purposefully. With tripping over albino peacocks every time you go out for a walk," he says mock-severely, "on the other hand, or having twelve house-elves to keep thirty bedrooms aired all the time in a home inhabited by at most five people at once..."