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AMORY, SON OF BEATRICE
SPIRES AND GARGOYLES
THE EGOTIST CONSIDERS
NARCISSUS OFF DUTY
THE DEBUTANTE
EXPERIMENTS IN CONVALESCENCE
YOUNG IRONY
THE SUPERCILIOUS SACRIFICE
THE EGOTIST BECOMES A PERSONAGE

own niche. But beware the artist who's an intellectual also. The artist 

who doesn't fit--the Rousseau, the Tolstoi, the Samuel Butler, the Amory 

Blaine--" 

 

"Who's he?" demanded the little man suspiciously. 

 

"Well," said Amory, "he's a--he's an intellectual personage not very 

well known at present." 

 

The little man laughed his conscientious laugh, and stopped rather 

suddenly as Amory's burning eyes turned on him. 

 

"What are you laughing at?" 

 

"These _intellectual_ people--" 

 

"Do you know what it means?" 

 

The little man's eyes twitched nervously. 

 

"Why, it _usually_ means--" 

 

"It _always_ means brainy and well-educated," interrupted Amory. "It 

means having an active knowledge of the race's experience." Amory 

decided to be very rude. He turned to the big man. "The young man," he 

indicated the secretary with his thumb, and said young man as one 

says bell-boy, with no implication of youth, "has the usual muddled 

connotation of all popular words." 

 

"You object to the fact that capital controls printing?" said the big 

man, fixing him with his goggles. 

 

"Yes--and I object to doing their mental work for them. It seemed to 

me that the root of all the business I saw around me consisted in 

overworking and underpaying a bunch of dubs who submitted to it." 

 

"Here now," said the big man, "you'll have to admit that the laboring 

man is certainly highly paid--five and six hour days--it's ridiculous. 

You can't buy an honest day's work from a man in the trades-unions." 

 

"You've brought it on yourselves," insisted Amory. "You people never 

make concessions until they're wrung out of you." 

 

"What people?" 

 

"Your class; the class I belonged to until recently; those who by 

inheritance or industry or brains or dishonesty have become the moneyed 

class." 

 

"Do you imagine that if that road-mender over there had the money he'd 

be any more willing to give it up?" 

 

"No, but what's that got to do with it?" 

 

The older man considered. 

 

"No, I'll admit it hasn't. It rather sounds as if it had though." 


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