Chapter 25

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌⁠Whitsun is here. Again the tired workers are let loose. Again the great cities pour out their grimy multitudes over the fair green country, upon which, year by year, day by day almost, their sooty feet further and further encroach. Among the multitudes there are, of course, a good many who are not grimy. Cabinet ministers are, as a rule, not grimy—nor fashionable beauties—nor famous lawyers; but y