EXPLOIT THE FOURTH.
HE BURIES AN OLD LOVE.

I.
THE LONELY LADY.

That class distinctions are invidious, that one man is as good as another, are theorems which find no place in O’Hagan’s philosophy. His whole life is a protest against such propositions. He complains that there is no badge peculiar to the gentleman; that the latest morning-coat from Savile Row is colourably imitated, and within a week, by Rye Lane, Peckham. Hence, I take it, his broad, black ribbon with the dependent monocle, his purple-lined cloak.

These things are not imitated, and for a simple reason. O’Hagan’s cloak makes no appeal to Peckham, and leaves even Hampstead cold.

O’Hagan holds that to tolerate scurrility from the lower classes is to encourage rebellion, and maintains that the French Revolution was brought about, not by the vices of the nobility, but by its weakness.

“Spare the axe and spoil the people,” he says.

EXPLOIT THE FOURTH.HE BURIES AN OLD LOVE.

I.THE LONELY LADY.

EXPLOIT THE FOURTH.
HE BURIES AN OLD LOVE.

I.
THE LONELY LADY.