"The police watch Lueders carefully; he's considered dangerous.

It's the quiet ones, who are kind to their families and raise cabbages, that are the most violent." "Oh, Lueders says we've got to smash everything! He rather favors socialism himself, but he wants to tear down the court-houses first and begin again." "You'd better be careful or you'll land in jail, Mr.Thatcher," remarked Marian, taking an olive.
"Oh, if anything as interesting as that should happen to me, I should certainly die of joy!" "But your family wouldn't like it if you went to jail," persisted Marian, delighting in the confidences of a young gentleman for whom jails had no terrors.
"The thought of my family is disturbing, it's positively disturbing," Allen replied.

"Lueders has given me a chance in his shop, and really expects me to work.

Surprising in an anarchist; you'd rather expect him to press a stick of dynamite in your hand and tell you to go out and blow up a bank.

Lueders has a sense of humor, you know: hence the antiques, made to coax money from the purses of the fat rich.