All progress according to Darwin comes from peculiar individuals; "sports" as men of science call them, or the "heaven-sent" as rhetoricians prefer to style them.

The many are only there to produce more "sports" and ultimately to benefit by them.

All this is valid enough; but it leaves the crux of the question untouched.

The poor in aristocratic England are too degraded to produce "sports" of genius, or indeed any "sports" of much value to humanity.

Such an extravagant inequality of condition obtains there that the noble soul is miserable, the strongest insecure.