human
As for your books, they were well enough for times when intelligent people had but little else in which they could take pleasure, and when they must needs supplement the sordid miseries of their own lives with imaginations of the lives of other people. But I say flatly that in spite of all their cleverness and vigour, and capacity for story-telling, there is something loathsome about them. Some of them, indeed, do here and there show some feeling for those whom the history-books call 'poor,' and of the misery of whose lives we have some inkling; but presently they give it up, and towards the end of the story we must be contented to see the hero and heroine living happily in an island of bliss on other people's troubles; and that after a long series of sham troubles (or mostly sham) of their own making, illustrated by dreary introspective nonsense about their feelings and aspirations, and all the rest of it; while the world must even then have gone on its way, and dug and sewed and baked and built and carpentered round about these useless--animals.
gpt
There! said the old man, reverting to his dry sulky manner again.
human
There's eloquence! I suppose you like it?
gpt
Yes,
human
Well, said he,
gpt
What question?
human
First of all (excuse my catechising), is there competition in life, after the old kind, in the country whence you come?
gpt
Yes, said I,
human
Question two, said the carle:
gpt
Are you not on the whole much freer, more energetic--in a word, healthier and happier--for it?
human
You wouldn't talk so if you had any idea of our life. To me you seem here as if you were living in heaven compared with us of the country from which I came.
gpt
Heaven? said he:
human
Yes,
gpt
Well, I am far from sure that I do, quoth he.
human
I think one may do more with one's life than sitting on a damp cloud and singing hymns.
gpt
Well, neighbour, to be short, and without using metaphors, in the land whence I come, where the competition which produced those literary works which you admire so much is still the rule, most people are thoroughly unhappy; here, to me at least most people seem thoroughly happy.
human
No offence, guest--no offence, said he;