My ancestor, on the other hand, cared little for social classification, or for any other conservatory expedient but force.

On this topic he would talk all day, regiments and bayonets glittering in every sentence.

When most eloquent on this theme he would cry (like Mr.
Manners Sutton), "ORDER--order!" nor can I recall a single disquisition that did not end with, "Alas, Jack, property is in danger!" I shall not say that my mind entirely escaped confusion among these conflicting opinions, although I luckily got a glimpse of one important truth, for both the commentators cordially agreed in fearing and, of necessity, in hating the mass of their fellow-creatures.

My own natural disposition was inclining to philanthropy, and as I was unwilling to admit the truth of theories that arrayed me in open hostility against so large a portion of mankind, I soon determined to set up one of my own, which, while it avoided the faults, should include the excellences of both the others.

It was, of course, no great affair merely to form such a resolution; but I shall have occasion to say a word hereafter on the manner in which I attempted to carry it out in practice.
Time moved on, and Anna became each day more beautiful.