of having war when you can have peace? You've always laughed at
people who let their prejudices stand in the way of their
interests. You've always laughed at how silly and stupid and
costly enmities and revenges are. Now's your chance to
illustrate, popsy.'' And she smiled charmingly at him.

He was greatly softened by her manner--and by the wisdom of what
she said--a wisdom in which, as in a mirror, he recognized with
pleasure her strong resemblance to himself. ``That wouldn't be a
bad idea, Jen,'' said he after reflection, ``IF I could get a
guarantee.''

``But why not do it generously?'' urged the girl. ``Generosity
inspires generosity. You'll make him ashamed of himself.''

With a cynical smile on his shrivelled face the old man slowly
shook his big head that made him look as top-heavy as a newborn
baby. ``That isn't as smart, child, as what you said before.
It's in them things that the difference between theory and
practice shows. He'd take the money and laugh at me. No, I'll
try to get a guarantee.'' He nodded and chuckled. ``Yes, that
was a good idea of yours, Jen.''

``But--isn't it just possible that he is a man with-- with
principles of a certain kind?'' suggested she.

``Of course, he THINKS so,'' said Hastings. ``They all do. But
you don't suppose a man of any sense at all could really care
about and respect working class people?--ignorant, ungrateful
fools. _I_ know 'em. Didn't I come from among 'em? Ain't I