’It is true; and I believe it to be as much a necessity as that prudent wisdom and good conduct are always opposed to, and doing battle with ignorance and improvidence.  It is one of the great beauties of our system, that a working-man may raise himself into the power and position of a master by his own exertions and behaviour; that, in fact, every one who rules himself to decency and sobriety of conduct, and attention to his duties, comes over to our ranks; it may not be always as a master, but as an over-looker, a cashier, a book-keeper, a clerk, one on the side of authority and order.’

’You consider all who are unsuccessful in raising themselves in the world, from whatever cause, as your enemies, then, if I under-stand you rightly,’ said Margaret’ in a clear, cold voice.

‘As their own enemies, certainly,’ said he, quickly, not a little piqued by the haughty disapproval her form of expression and tone of speaking implied.  But, in a moment, his straightforward honesty made him feel that his words were but a poor and quibbling answer to what she had said; and, be she as scornful as she liked, it was a duty he owed to himself to explain, as truly as he could, what he did mean.  Yet it was very difficult to separate her interpretation, and keep it distinct from his meaning.  He could best have illustrated what he wanted to say by telling them something of his own life; but was it not too personal a subject to speak about to strangers?  Still, it was the simple straightforward way of explaining his meaning; so, putting aside the touch of shyness that brought a momentary flush of colour into his dark cheek, he said: 

’I am not speaking without book.  Sixteen years ago, my father died under very miserable circumstances.  I was taken from school, and had to become a man (as well as I could) in a few days.  I had such a mother as few are blest with; a woman of strong power, and firm resolve.  We went into a small country town, where living was cheaper than in Milton, and where I got employment in a draper’s shop (a capital place, by the way, for obtaining a knowledge of goods).  Week by week our income came to fifteen shillings, out of which three people had to be kept.  My mother managed so that I put by three out of these fifteen shillings regularly.  This made the beginning; this taught me self-denial.  Now that I am able to afford my mother such comforts as her age, rather than her own wish, requires, I thank her silently on each occasion for the early training she gave me.  Now when I feel that in my own case it is no good luck, nor merit, nor talent,—­but simply the habits of life which taught me to despise indulgences not thoroughly earned,—­indeed, never to think twice about them,—­I believe that this suffering, which Miss Hale says is impressed on the countenances of the people of Milton, is but the natural punishment of dishonestly-enjoyed pleasure, at some former period of their lives.  I do not look on self-indulgent, sensual people as worthy of my hatred; I simply look upon them with contempt for their poorness of character.’