第87部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

speak　for　his　class　pained

him　with　a　curious；　painful　pleasure。　He　felt　he　was　acquiescing

in　something　illegal；　taking　to　himself　some　wrong；

reprehensible　advantages。

〃I　do　want　an　aristocracy；〃　she　cried。　〃And　I'd　far

rather　have　an　aristocracy　of　birth　than　of　money。　Who　are　the

aristocrats　now……who　are　chosen　as　the　best　to　rule？　Those

who　have　money　and　the　brains　for　money。　It　doesn't　matter　what

else　they　have：　but　they　must　have　money…brains；……because

they　are　ruling　in　the　name　of　money。〃

〃The　people　elect　the　government；〃　he　said。

〃I　know　they　do。　But　what　are　the　people？　Each　one　of　them　is

a　money…interest。　I　hate　it；　that　anybody　is　my　equal　who　has

the　same　amount　of　money　as　I　have。　I　know　I　am　better

than　all　of　them。　I　hate　them。　They　are　not　my　equals。　I　hate

equality　on　a　money　basis。　It　is　the　equality　of　dirt。〃

Her　eyes　blazed　at　him；　he　felt　as　if　she　wanted　to　destroy

him。　She　had　gripped　him　and　was　trying　to　break　him。　His　anger

sprang　up；　against　her。　At　least　he　would　fight　for　his

existence　with　her。　A　hard；　blind　resistance　possessed　him。

〃I　don't　care　about　money；〃　he　said；　〃neither　do　I

want　to　put　my　finger　in　the　pie。　I　am　too　sensitive　about　my

finger。〃

〃What　is　your　finger　to　me？〃　she　cried；　in　a　passion。　〃You

with　your　dainty　fingers；　and　your　going　to　India　because　you

will　be　one　of　the　somebodies　there！　It's　a　mere　dodge；　your

going　to　India。〃

〃In　what　way　a　dodge？〃　he　cried；　white　with　anger　and

fear。

〃You　think　the　Indians　are　simpler　than　us；　and　so　you'll

enjoy　being　near　them　and　being　a　lord　over　them；〃　she　said。