It is only the draft that gives us a chance to get away.

And what good does the army do us?
The colonels live by the solider, just as the rich folks live by the peasant; and out of every hundred of 'em you won't find more than one of our breed.

It is just as it is the world over, one rolling in riches, for a hundred down in the mud.

Why are we in the mud?
Ask God and the usurers.

The best we can do is to stay in our own parts, where we are penned like sheep by the force of circumstances, as our fathers were by the rule of the lords.