The Prime Minister by Anthony Trollope
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for four, or six, or even eight hours a day, and then wash his
mind of the pursuit, as a clerk in an office washes the copies and ledgers out of his mind, then--' 'He would never make money in that way--and keep it.' 'And therefore the whole thing is debasing. A man ceases to care for the great interests of the world, or even to be aware of their existence, when his whole soul is in Spanish bonds. They wanted to make a banker of me, but I found that it would kill me.' 'It would kill me, I think if I had to confine myself to Spanish bonds.' 'You know what I mean. You at any rate understand me, though I fear you are too far gone to abandon the idea of making a fortune.' 'I would abandon it to-morrow if I could come into a fortune ready made. A man must at any rate eat.' 'Yes,--he must eat. But I am not quite sure,' said Wharton thoughtfully, 'that he need think about what he eats.' 'Unless the beef is sent up without horse radish!' It had happened that when the two men sat down to their dinner the insufficient quantity of that vegetable supplied by the steward of the club had been all consumed, and Wharton had complained of the grievance. |
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