Then she drove home to her dinner, and said her prayers no doubt that night with more consciousness than usual of having done her duty.

But if the power of the stocks still remained to us, my dear friend"-- and she laid her thin old woman's hand, flashing with diamonds, on Lord Maxwell's arm--"we could no longer do it, you or I.We have lost the sense of _right_ in our place and position--at least I find I have.

In the old days if there was social disturbance the upper class could put it down with a strong hand." "So they would still," said Lord Maxwell, drily, "if there were violence.

Once let it come to any real attack on property, and you will see where all these Socialist theories will be.

And of course it will not be _we_--not the landowners or the capitalists--who will put it down.