“Most men do,” answered Joe. “You’ve heard of old Moses goin’ up the hill to have a bit peep at the Promist Land. He was just like me and you, Flynn, wantin’ to have a peep at the things which he’d never lay his claws on.”
“Those women who sit half-naked at the table have big appetites,” I said.
“They’re all gab and guts, like young crows,” said Moleskin. “And they think more of their dogs than they do of men like me and you. I’m an Antichrist!”
“A what?”
“One of them sort of fellows as throws bombs at kings.”
“You mean an Anarchist.”
“Well, whatever they are, I’m one. What is the good of kings, of fine-feathered ladies, of churches, of anything in the country, to men like me and you?”
The Carter and the Carpenter[K]
(From “The People of the Abyss”)