The landlord could do nothing with his acres except let them to him; the capitalist's hoard rotted and dwindled until it was lent to him; the worker's muscles and brain were impotent until sold to him.

What king's son would not exchange with me--the son of the Great Employer--the Merchant Prince?
No wonder they proposed to imprison me for treason when, by applying my inherited business talent, I put forward a plan for securing his full services to society for a few hundred a year.

But pending the adoption of my plan, do not describe him contemptuously as a vulgar tradesman.
Industrial kingship, the only real kingship of our century, was his by divine right of his turn for business; and I, his son, bid you respect the crown whose revenues I inherit.

If you don't, my friend, your book won't pay.
I hear, with some surprise, that the kindness of my conduct to Henrietta (my first wife, you recollect) has been called in question; why, I do not exactly know.

Undoubtedly I should not have married her, but it is waste of time to criticise the judgment of a young man in love.