'Poverty is the root of all social ills; its existence accounts even for the ills that arise from wealth.

The poor man is a man labouring in fetters.

I declare there is no word in our language which sounds so hideous to me as "Poverty."' Shortly after this they came to the bridge over the railway line.

Jasper looked at his watch.
'Will you indulge me in a piece of childishness ?' he said.

'In less than five minutes a London express goes by; I have often watched it here, and it amuses me.