"And which has right on its side?"
"'Which has right on its side?' I can only re-echo: 'Which?'"
"Come! You are out of spirits to-day."
"Am I? Then the sun must have touched me a little, or else I must have eaten too many raspberries to be good for me."
"Then you would do well to have a sleep."
"I think you are right. Only, do not look at me while I sleep, for a man cuts his very worst figure at such a time."
"Surely you do not care for people's opinion?"
"I do, even though a man in the best sense of the term ought never to trouble his head about such things, seeing that such a man is either above criticism or too feared and hated for critics to wish to tackle him."
"Curious! For I myself never hate any one."
"And I hate a great many people. You, you see, are a tender soul, you are so much pap, and therefore hatred could never come within your purview. People as retiring, as devoid of self-confidence as you are——"