Only--you know too--' he became timid and hesitant again--'you know it isn't that I don't feel you as far above me, almost, as those stars in the sky....' 'Oh don't, don't, Mr McKeith.

It isn't true, you know.

I've told you how I despise all that--all the life I've led.' 'Yes, I know.

There's not such a difference between us when we stand as we are now, right on the bed rock.

You're like me in having a strain of working-folk's blood in you.