Den he say, “I don’ want to be no Cong’essman, ner nuffin else. I been a-drivin’ ol’ Mis’ fu’ lo, dese many yeahs, an’ I don’ want nuffin bettah den des to[…]”
“[…] They talk of you as if you were Croesus—and I expect the beggars sponge on you unconscionably.” And Vickers launched forth into a tirade very different from his platform utterances. He spoke with extreme contempt of the dense stupidity exhibited on all occasions by the working classes.
Look ye, Marriage is a lasting thing—if it were for six Months only, I might venture upon thee—but for all days of my Life—mercy upon me […]
He felt her unsapped joyous living like a blow on his own aching weariness.
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