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There are people who gather in the spas and watering places of this world who pooh-pooh our fortune. Après ski, cozy in their wools, handsome before their open hearths, they scandalize amongst themselves in whispers.‘Imagine’, they say,‘saved from ruin because of some cornball sentiment available in every bar and grill and truck stop in the country. It’s not, not...’

Not what? Snobs! Phooey on the First Families. On railroad, steel mill, automotive, public utility, banking and shipping fortunes, on all hermetic legacy, morganatic and blockbuster blood-lines that change the maps and landscapes and alter the mobility patterns, your jungle wheeling and downtown dealing a stone’s throw from warfare. I come of good stock—real estate, mineral water, oxygen, matchbooks: earth, water, air and fire, the old elementals of the material universe, a bellybutton economics, a linchpin one.
It is as I see it a perfect genealogy, and if I can be bought and sold a hundred times over by a thousand men in this country—people in your own town could do it, providents and trailers of hunch, I bless them, who got into this or went into that when it was eight cents a share—I am satisfied with my thirteen or fourteen million. Wealth is not after all the point. The genealogy is. That bridge-trick nexus that brought Newpert to Oh, Salts to Ashenden and Ashenden to Oh, love’s lucky longshots which, paying off, permitted me as they permit every human life! (I have this simple, harmless paranoia of the good-natured man, this cheerful awe.) Forgive my enthusiasm, that I go on like some secular patriot wrapped in the simple flag of self, a professional descendant, every day the closed-for-the-holiday banks and post offices of the heart. And why not? Aren’t my circumstances superb? Whose are better? No boast, no boast. I’ve had it easy, served up on all life’s silver platters like a satrap. And if my money is managed for me and I do no work—less work even than Father, who at least came up with those two slogans, the latter in a six-month solitude that must have been hell for that gregarious man (‘For Our Matchless Friends’: no slogan finally but a broken code, an extension of his own hospitable being, simply the Promethean gift of fire to a guest)—at least I am not‘spoiled’and have in me still alive the nerve endings of gratitude. If it’s miserly to count one’s blessings, Brewster Ashenden’s a miser.
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有聚集在这个世界温泉和浇灌的地方藐视我们的时运的人们。Apr2es 滑雪, 舒适在他们羊毛, 英俊前面他们开放壁炉边, 他们scandalize 在他们自己之中在whispers.`Imagine ', 他们认为, `saved 从废墟由于某一cornball 情绪可利用在每个酒吧和格栅和卡车停留站在国家。它不是, 不是... ' 不是什么? Snobs! Phooey 在第一家庭。在铁路,钢铁厂、汽车, 公用事业、银行业务和运输时运, 在改变地图和前景和修改流动性样式, 您密林转动和街市成交石头的投掷从战争的所有密封遗产, 上层社会男子与下和巨型炸弹blood-lines 。我来好股票真正的庄园, 矿泉水, 氧气, matchbooks: 地球、水、空气和火, 物质宇宙的老elementals, bellybutton 经济, 制轮楔一个。 它是当我看见它完善的谱学, 并且如果我可能被买和卖了一百次被一千人类在这国家人民在您自己的镇里能做它, 直觉providents 和拖车, 我保佑他们, 进入这或进入那当它是份额我上午对我十三或十四百万满意的八分。财富不是在所有点以后。谱学是。那桥梁欺骗带来Newpert 给Oh 、盐给Ashenden 和Ashenden 给Oh 的连结, 爱, 付清, 允许我的幸运的longshots 如同他们允许每人生! (我有温厚的人的这简单, 无害的偏执狂, 这快乐的敬畏。) 原谅我的热情, 那我继续象某些世俗爱国者被包裹在自已简单的旗子, 专业后裔, 每天心脏闭合为这假日银行和邮局。并且为什么不是? 我的情况不是雄伟的吗? 谁是更好吗? 没有吹嘘, 没有吹嘘。我有它容易, 服务在所有生活的银色盛肉盘象satrap 。并且如果我的金钱被处理为我并且我甚而不完成失业的工作比生, 至少出来以那些二个口号, 后者在一定是地狱为那个群居人的6 个月的孑然(`For 我们举世无双的朋友的: 口号最后而是一个残破的代码, 引伸他自己好客是, 简单地火Promethean 礼物对a guest) 在最少我是not`spoiled'and 没有在我活谢意神经末梢。如果它是小气的计数某人的祝福, Brewster Ashenden 的守财奴。

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