Some had death written on their features, and Dick marvelled that they could laugh.

Others, clumsy and coarse-built for the most part, were alight with love; others were merely drawn and lined with work; but there was something, Dick knew, to be made out of them all.

The poor at least should suffer that he might learn, and the rich should pay for the output of his learning.

Thus his credit in the world and his cash balance at the bank would be increased.

So much the better for him.