IsawamancomechargingoutofPalaceYard——thepolicemantouchedhishelmettohim——withahatandabearingastonishinglylikemyuncle’s。Afterall，——didn’tCracknellhimselfsitintheHouse？

　　Tono-BungayshoutedatmefromahoardingnearAdelphiTerrace；I

　　sawitafaroffnearCarfaxStreet；itcriedoutagainuponmeinKensingtonHighStreet，andburstintoaperfectclamour；sixorseventimesIsawitasIdrewnearmydiggings。Itcertainlyhadanairofbeingsomethingmorethanadream。

　　Yes，Ithoughtitover——thoroughlyenough。Traderulestheworld。Wealthratherthantrade！Thethingwastrue，andtruetoowasmyuncle’spropositionthatthequickestwaytogetwealthistosellthecheapestthingpossibleinthedearestbottle。Hewasfrightfullyrightafterall。Pecunnianonolet，——aRomanemperorsaidthat。PerhapsmygreatheroesinPlutarchwerenomorethansuchmen，finenowonlybecausetheyaredistant；perhapsafterallthisSocialismtowhichIhadbeendrawnwasonlyafoolishdream，onlythemorefoolishbecauseallitspromiseswereconditionallytrue。Morrisandtheseothersplayedwithitwittingly；itgaveazest，atouchofsubstance，totheiraestheticpleasures。Neverwouldtherebegoodfaithenoughtobringsuchthingsabout。Theyknewit；everyone，exceptafewyoungfools，knewit。AsIcrossedthecornerofSt。James’sParkwrappedinthought，Idodgedbackjustintimetoescapeaprancingpairofgreys。Astout，common-lookingwoman，verymagnificentlydressed，regardedmefromthecarriagewithascornfuleye。“Nodoubt。”thoughtI，“apill-vendor’swife。”

　　Runningthroughallmythoughts，surgingoutlikearefrain，wasmyuncle’smaster-stroke，hisadmirabletouchofpraise：“Makeitallslick——andthenmakeitgoWoosh。Iknowyoucan！Oh！I

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