A CONVERSATION

THE TOILER

Why dost thou bother us? What dost thou want? Thou art not one of us….
Go away!

THE LAZY MAN[71]

I am one of you, brethren!

THE TOILER

Nothing of the sort; thou art not one of us! What an invention! Just look at my hands. Dost thou see how dirty they are? And they stink of dung, and tar,—while thy hands are white. And of what do they smell?

THE LAZY MAN—offering his hands

Smell.

THE TOILER—smelling the hands