By the time I've lived down their lies and got my chance, my energy will be gone." He knocked the ashes from his pipe and relit it.
"I've no quarrel with the rich," he said.

"I don't care how many rich men there are, so long as there are no poor.

Who does?
I was riding on a bus the other day, and there was a man beside me with a bandaged head.
He'd been hurt in that railway smash at Morpeth.

He hadn't claimed damages from the railway company and wasn't going to.

'Oh, it's only a few scratches,' he said.