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machinery hateful to the souls of men! ('True,' said Sid, `true.') God gives them means of communication, power unparalleled of every sort, time, and absolute liberty! They waste it all in folly! Here under their feet (and Kipps' eyes followed the direction of a lean index finger to the hearthrug), under their accursed wheels, the great mass of men festers and breeds in darkness, darkness those others make by standing in the light. The darkness breeds and breeds. It knows no better.... Unless you can crawl or pander or rob you must stay in the stew you are born in. And those rich beasts above claw and clutch as though they had nothing! They grudge us our schools, they grudge us a gleam of light and air, they cheat us, and then seek to forgot us.... There is no rule, no guidance, only accidents and happy flukes.... Our multitudes of poverty increase, and this crew of rulers makes no provision, foresees nothing, anticipates nothing!'
He paused, and made a step, and stood over Kipps in a white heat of anger. Kipps nodded in a non-committal manner, and looked hard and rather gloomily at his host's slipper as he talked.
`It isn't as though they had something to show for the waste they make of us, Kipps. They haven't. They are ugly and cowardly and mean. Look at their women! Painted, dyed, and drugged, hiding their ugly shapes under a load of dress! There isn't a woman in the swim of society at the present time who wouldn't sell herself body and soul, who wouldn't lick the boots ofaJewor marry a ni ;ger, rather than live decently on a hundred a yeax ! On what would be wealth for you or me ! They know it. They know we know it.... No one believes in them. No one believes in nobility anymore. Nobody believes in kingship anymore. Nobody believes there is justice in the law. ... But people have habits, people go on in the old grooves, as long as there's work, as long as there's weekly money... It won't last, K i pps.'
He coughed and paused. `Wait for the lean years,' he cried. `Wait for the lean years.' And suddenly he fell into a struggle with his cough, and spat a gout of blood. `It's nothing,' he said to Kipps' note of startled horror.
He went on talking, and the protests of his cough interlaced with his words, and Sid beamed in an ecstasy of painful admiration.
`Look at the fraud they have let life become, the miser

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He paused, and made a step, and stood over Kipps in a white heat of anger. Kipps nodded in a non-committal manner, and looked hard and rather gloomily at his host's slipper as he talked. `It isn't as though they had something to show for what is waste they make of us, Kipps. They haven't. They are ugly and cowardly and mean. Look at their women! Painted, dyed, and herb ged, hiding their ugly shapes under a load of dress! There isn't a woman in what is swim of society at what is present time who wouldn't sell herself body and soul, who wouldn't lick what is boots ofaJewor marry a ni ;ger, rather than live decently on a hundred a yeax ! On what would be wealth for you or me ! They know it. They know we know it.... No one believes in them. No one believes in nobility anymore. Nobody believes in kingship anymore. Nobody believes there is justice in what is law. ... But people have habits, people go on in what is old grooves, as long as there's work, as long as there's weekly money... 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