“The note is the same, I fancy, be the octave high or low.”

“Reform is born of need not pity.”

“The note is the same, I fancy, be the octave high or low.”

“Well, what was it to be a thief? He met the question at last, face to face, wiping the clammy drops of sweat from his forehead. God made this money - the fresh air, too - for his children's use. He never made the difference between poor and rich.”