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But it went through his mind that this was a strange end for all Dryfoos's money-making to come to; and he philosophically accepted the fact of his own humble fortunes when he reflected how little his money could buy for such a man.
We canonized all that died or suffered in it, but some of them must have been self-seeking and low-minded, like men in other vocations." He found himself saying this in Dryfoos's behalf; the old man looked at him gratefully at first, he thought, and then suspiciously. Lindau turned his head toward him and said: "You are righdt, Passil; you are righdt.
But of course, you know, if I went to work at those things with an ethical intention explicitly in mind, I should spoil them." "Of course," said his wife. She had always heard him say something of this kind about such things. He went on: "But I suppose that's just the point that such a nature as young Dryfoos's can't get hold of, or keep hold of.
He could write it out in his kind of Dutch, and we could get Lindau to translate it." "I guess not," said March, dryly. "Why not? He'd do it for the cause, wouldn't he? Suppose you put it up on him the next time you see him." "I don't see Lindau any more," said March. He added, "I guess he's renounced me along with Mr. Dryfoos's money." "Pshaw! You don't mean he hasn't been round since?"
He would receive his pay only from March's hand, because he wished to be understood as working for him, and honestly earning money honestly earned; and sometimes March inwardly winced a little at letting the old man share the increase of capital won by such speculation as Dryfoos's, but he shook off the feeling.
But he said that he never could have imagined that he was serious in his preposterous attitude in regard to a class of men who embody half the prosperity of the country; and he had moments of revolt against his own humiliation before Lindau, in which he found it monstrous that he should return Dryfoos's money as if it had been the spoil of a robber.
In this, as in so many other matters, the Dryfoos family helplessly relied upon Fulkerson, in spite of Dryfoos's angry determination that he should not run the family, and in spite of Christine's doubt of his omniscience; if he did not know everything, she was aware that he knew more than herself.
Something almost made him smile; the willingness he had once felt to give this old man pain; then he consoled himself by thinking that at least he was not obliged to meet Dryfoos's wish to make atonement with the fact that Lindau had renounced him, and would on no terms work for such a man as he, or suffer any kindness from him.
He had a stick with an old-fashioned top of buckhorn worn smooth and bright by the palm of his hand, which had not lost its character in fat, and which had a history of former work in its enlarged knuckles, though it was now as soft as March's, and must once have been small even for a man of Mr. Dryfoos's stature; he was below the average size.
But of course, you know, if I went to work at those things with an ethical intention explicitly in mind, I should spoil them." "Of course," said his wife. She had always heard him say something of this kind about such things. He went on: "But I suppose that's just the point that such a nature as young Dryfoos's can't get hold of, or keep hold of.
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