Mr.Wriggle, also, very earnestly and piteously begged I would not judge of the whole country by such samples as I might happen to fall in with in the highways.
"I trust, Mogul, you will have charity to believe we are not all of us quite so bad as appearances, no doubt, make us in your polished eyes.
These rude beings are spoiled by our jacobinical laws; but we have a class, sir, that IS different.

But, if you will not touch on the people, how do you like the town, sir?
A poor place, no doubt, after your own ancient capitals ?" "Time will remedy all that, Mr.Wriggle." "Do you then think we really want time?
Now, that house at the corner, there, to my taste is fit for a gentleman in any country--eh ?" "No doubt, sir, fit for one." "This is but a poor street in the eyes of you travellers, I know, this Wide-path of ours; though we think it rather sublime ?" "You do yourself injustice, Mr.Wriggle; though not equal to many of the---" "How, sir, the Wide-path not equal to anything on earth! I know several people who have been in the old world [so the Leaplowers call the regions of Leaphigh, Leapup, Leapdown, etc.] and they swear there is not as fine a street in any part of it.

I have not had the good fortune to travel, sir; but, sir, permit me, sir, to say, sir, that some of them, sir, that HAVE travelled, sir, think, sir, the Wide-path, the most magnificent public avenue, sir, that their experienced eyes ever beheld, sir--yes, sir, that their very experienced eyes ever beheld, sir." "I have seen so little of it, as yet, Mr.Wriggle, that you will pardon me if I have spoken hastily." "Oh! no offence--I despise the monikin who is not above local vanities and provincial admiration! You ought to have seen that, sir, for I frankly admit, sir, that no rabble can be worse than ours, and that we are all going to the devil, as fast as ever we can.

No, sir, a most miserable rabble, sir .-- But as for this street, and our houses, and our cats, and our dogs, and certain exceptions--you understand me, sir--it is quite a different thing.

Pray, Mogul, who is the greatest personage, now, in your nation ?" "Perhaps I ought to say the Duke of Wellington, sir." "Well, sir, allow me to ask if he lives in a better house than that before us ?--I see you are delighted, eh?
We are a poor, new nation of pitiful traders, sir, half savage, as everybody knows; but we DO flatter ourselves that we know how to build a house! Will you just step in and see a new sofa that its owner bought only yesterday--I know him intimately, and nothing gives me so much pleasure as to show his new sofa." I declined the invitation on the plea of fatigue, and by this means got rid of so troublesome an acquaintance.