It did strike him at the moment that the few might, possibly, be made for the many, and not the many for the few; and that property was made for man, not man for property.

But he contented himself with asking,-- 'You think, then, my lord, that in the present state of society, no dead-lift can be given to the condition--in plain English, the wages--of working men, without the destruction of property ?' Lord Minchampstead smiled, and parried the question.
'There may be other dead-lift ameliorations, my young friend, besides a dead-lift of wages.' So Lancelot thought, also; but Lord Minchampstead would have been a little startled could he have seen Lancelot's notion of a dead-lift.

Lord Minchampstead was thinking of cheap bread and sugar.

Do you think that I will tell you of what Lancelot was thinking?
But here Vieuxbois spurred in to break a last lance.

He had been very much disgusted with the turn the conversation was taking, for he considered nothing more heterodox than the notion that the poor were to educate themselves.