Solomin, 'but one thing I can tell you—industrial undertakings aren't the thing for gentlemen.'
'You regard such pursuits as degrading for gentlemen?' interposed Kallomyetsev.
Solomin smiled his broad smile.
'Oh, no! What an idea! What is there degrading about it? And even if there were, the gentry aren't squeamish as to that, you know.'
'Eh? What's that?'
'I only meant,' Solomin resumed tranquilly, 'that gentlemen aren't used to that sort of business. Commercial foresight is needed for that; everything has to be put on a different footing; you need training for it. The gentry don't understand that. We see them right and left founding cloth factories, wool factories, and all sorts, but in the long-run all these factories fall into the hands of merchants. It's a pity, for the merchant's just as much of a blood-sucker; but there's no help for it.'
'To listen to you,' cried Kallomyetsev, 'one would suppose financial questions were beyond our nobility!'
'Oh, quite the contrary! the gentry are first-rate hands at that. For getting concessions for railroads, founding banks, begging some tax-exemption for themselves, or anything of
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