He startled guiltily. So, his mean and vulgar thoughts had been
reflected in his face. "I was thinking of the case I have to try
before the Supreme Court next week," said he.
"Well, I'll introduce you to one of the Justices--old Towler. He
comes of the 'common people,' like you. But he dearly loves
fashionable society--makes himself ridiculous going to balls and
trying to flirt. It'll do you no end of good to meet these people
socially. You'll be surprised to see how respectful and eager
they'll all be if you become a recognized social favorite. For
real snobbishness give me your friends, the common people, when
they get up where they can afford to put on airs. Why, even the
President has a sneaking hankering after fashionable people. I
tell you, in Washington EVERYTHING goes by social favor, just as
it does in London--and would in Paris if fashionable society would
deign to notice the Republic."
"Introduce me to old Towler," said Craig, curt and bitter. He was
beginning to feel that Arkwright was at least in part right; and
it angered him for the sake of the people from whom he had sprung,
and to whom he had pledged his public career. "Then," he went on,
"I'm going home.
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