"I feel like Robert, only more fierily. Let them meddle with Robert, or Robert's mill, or Robert's interests, and I shall hate them. At present I am no patrician, nor do I regard the poor around me as plebeians; but if once they violently wrong me or mine, and then presume to dictate to us, I shall quite forget pity for their wretchedness and respect for their poverty, in scorn of their ignorance and wrath at their insolence."

"I feel like Robert, only more fierily. Let them meddle with Robert, or Robert's mill, and I shall hate them. If once they violently wrong me or mine, I shall quite forget pity for their wretchedness."
