CHAPTER V.
THE BORROWER AND THE GAMBLER 'Where do he get the money from, you ?' 'It be curious, bean't it; I minds when his father drove folks' pigs to market.' These remarks passed between two old farmers, one standing on the sward by the roadside, and the other talking to him over the low ledge, as a gentleman drove by in a Whitechapel dog-cart, groom behind.

The gentleman glanced at the two farmers, and just acknowledged their existence with a careless nod, looking at the moment over their heads and far away.
There is no class so jealous of a rapid rise as old-fashioned farming people.

They seem to think that if a man once drove pigs to market he should always continue to do so, and all his descendants likewise.

Their ideas in a measure approximate to those of caste among the Hindoos.

It is a crime to move out of the original groove; if a man be lowly he must remain lowly, or never be forgiven.