extenuation I can only plead that they could no more help cringing to
money than you or I can help it.
This is very crude and very cynical, but unfortunately it is true.
We always cringe to money; which is humiliating. And the sun always
rises at an hour when sensible people are abed and have not the least
need for its services; which is foolish. And what you and I, my dear
madam, are to do about rectifying either one of these vexatious
circumstances, I am sure I don't know.
We can, at least, be honest. Let us, then, console ourselves at will
with moral observations concerning the number of pockets in a shroud