"Give me some more, then." "You are one of those who, the richer they become, the less harm they do.

Many Englishmen are of this disposition.

When they are poor they are jackals, hyenas, wolves, and man-eating tigers; when they are rich they are benevolent and charitable, and show mercy unto the wretched and the poor.

So that, in their case, the words of the Wise Man are naught, when he says that the earth is barren of good things where she hoardeth treasure; and that where gold is in her bowels no herb groweth.

Pray, Mr.Chalker, pray earnestly for gold in order that you may become virtuous." Mr.Chalker grinned, but looked uncomfortable.
"I will, mister," he said, "I will pray with all my might." Nevertheless, he remained for the space of the whole morning in uneasiness.