I refuse to give up my superfluous luxuries in the cause of equal justice for all, and I shall fight against it as long as there is a particle of fight left in my bones.

But because I am against him there is no reason, I take it, why I shouldn't enjoy the pleasure of perceiving his point of view.

It is an interesting point of view, perhaps the more interesting because we think it is a dangerous one.

To approach it is like rounding a sharp curve at high speed." As he rose to his feet and reached for his walking stick, Stephen remembered that in England the Judge was supposed to have the fine presence and the flashing eagle eyes of Gladstone.

Were they alike also, he wondered, in their fantastic mental processes?
"It's time for me to go, Corinna," said the old man, stooping to kiss his daughter, "so I shan't see you until to-morrow." Then turning to Stephen, he added with a whimsical smile, "If you are so much afraid of Vetch, why don't you fight him with his own weapons?
What were you doing, you and John, when the people voted for him ?" "To tell the truth nobody ever dreamed that he would be elected," replied Stephen, flushing.