'That's the worst of your arguments.

You can't never get very far without supposing some bloody ridclus thing or other.
Never mind about supposing things wot ain't true; let's 'ave facts and common sense.' ''Ear, 'ear,' said old Linden.

'That's wot we want--a little common sense.' 'What do YOU mean by poverty, then ?' asked Easton.
'What I call poverty is when people are not able to secure for themselves all the benefits of civilization; the necessaries, comforts, pleasures and refinements of life, leisure, books, theatres, pictures, music, holidays, travel, good and beautiful homes, good clothes, good and pleasant food.' Everybody laughed.

It was so ridiculous.

The idea of the likes of THEM wanting or having such things! Any doubts that any of them had entertained as to Owen's sanity disappeared.