He was a
sober, hardworking man, and he hated all men who were not sober and
hardworking. He was quite clear in his mind that all nobility should
be put down, and that all property in land should be taken away from
men who were enabled by such property to live in idleness. What
should be done with the land when so taken away was a question
which he had not yet learnt to answer. At the present moment he was
accustomed to say very hard words of Mr. Slide behind his back,
because of the change which had been effected in the _People's
Banner_, and he certainly was not the man to shrink from asserting
in a person's presence aught that he said in his absence. "Well, Mr.
Conservative Slide," he said, stepping into the little back parlour,
in which the editor was left while Mrs. Bunce went up to learn
whether the member of Parliament would receive his visitor.
"None of your chaff, Bunce."
"We have enough of your chaff, anyhow; don't we, Mr. Slide? I still
sees the _Banner_, Mr. Slide,--most days; just for the joke of it.
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