“No！”saidmyuncle，removinghiscigar；“asfarasIcanfindoutit’sreallygrain，——spoiltgrain。I’vebeengoingintothat。”

　　“Well，thereyouare！”saidEwart。“Sayit’sspoiltgrain。Itcarriedoutmycasejustaswell。Yourmoderncommerceisnomorebuyingandsellingthansculpture。It’smercy——it’ssalvation。It’srescuework！Ittakesallsortsoffallencommoditiesbythehandandraisesthem。Canaisn’tinit。Youturnwater——intoTono-Bungay。”

　　“Tono-Bungay’sallright。”saidmyuncle，suddenlygrave。“Wearen’ttalkingofTono-Bungay。”

　　“Yournephew，sir，ishard；hewantseverythingtogotoasortofpredestinatedend；he’saCalvinistofCommerce。Offerhimadustbinfullofstuff；hecallsitrefuse——passesbyontheotherside。NowYOU，siryou’dmakecindersrespectthemselves。”

　　Myuncleregardedhimdubiouslyforamoment。Buttherewasatouchofappreciationinhiseye。

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