" Even to walk in the rich quarter of the town is depressing. . . . But they [the rich] are powerful: there is the compensation. The life of the head of an industrial or commercial house can be compared to that of a princeling. They have the capital sums, the large aims, the responsibilities and dangers, the importance and, from what I hear, the pride of a potentate . . . they are the generals and rulers of human toil. Quarter of a million sterling, half a million sterling, such are the figures they deal in. . . . The warehouses of finished cotton goods and other fabrics are Babylonian monuments. One of them is two hundred yards long and the bales of cloth are handled by steam-driven machinery. A cotton mill may contain as many as three hundred thousand spindles. . . ." "Always the same impression: enormousness. But are work and power all that is required to make a man happy?"