may have improved, in a certain sense, the condition of
the working classes almost as much as that of members of Parliament.
They have been a good thing for both of them. And if you think that more
labour is all that is wanted by the people of England, we may be
easy for a time. I see nothing in this fresh development of material
industry, but fresh causes of moral deterioration. You have announced to
the millions that there welfare is to be tested by the amount of their
wages. Money is to be the cupel of their worth, as it is of all other
classes. You propose for their conduct the least ennobling of all
impulses. If you have seen an aristocracy invariably become degraded
under such influence; if all the vices of a middle class may be traced
to such an absorbing motive; why are we to believe that the people
should be more pure, or that they should escape the catastrophe of the
policy that confounds the happiness with the wealth of nations?'

The duke shook his head and then said, 'You should not forget we live in
an artificial state.'

'So I often hear, sir,' replied his son; 'but where is the art? It seems
to me the very quality wanting to our present condition. Art is order,
method, harmonious results obtained by fine and powerful principles. I
see no art in our condition. The people of this country have ceased to
be a nation. They are a crowd, and only kept in some rude provisional
discipline by the remains of that old system which they are daily
destroying.'

'But what would you do, my dear boy?' said his Grace, looking up
very distressed. 'Can you remedy the state of things in which we find
ourselves?'

'I am not a teacher,' said Lord Montacute, mournfully; 'I only ask you,
I supplicate you, my dear father, to save me from contributing to this
quick corruption that surrounds us.'

'You shall be master of your own actions. I offer you counsel, I give no
commands; and, as for the rest, Providence will guard us.'

'If an angel would but visit our house as he visited the house of Lot!'
said Montacute, in a tone almost of anguish.

'Angels have performed their part,' said the duke. 'We have received
instructions from one higher than angels. It is enough for all of us.'

'It is not enough for me,' said Lord Montacute, with a glowing cheek,
and rising abruptly. 'It was not enough for the Apostles; for though
they listened to the sermon on the mount, and partook of the first
communion, it was still necessary that