"I'm so glad you explained it to me," he went on. "But all these
thousands of men who are starving to death--they ought to be told it,
too."
"What good would it do?" asked the other.
"Why, they ought to understand. They suffer, and it seems to them
purposeless and stupid. But if you were to explain to them that they
are being sacrificed for the benefit of the race--don't you see what a
difference it would make?"
"I don't believe they would take the suggestion kindly," said the
professor with a faint attempt to smile.
"But why not?" asked Samuel.
"Wouldn't it sound rather hypocritical, so to speak--coming from a man
who had succeeded?"
"Not at all! You have a right to your success, haven't you?"
"I hope so."
"You have a job"--began Samuel and then hesitated. "I don't know how a
professor comes to get his job," he said. "But I suppose that the men
who make the great fortunes--the ones who are wisest and best of all--
they give the money for the colleges, don't they?"
"Yes," said Professor Stewart.
"And then," said Samuel, "I suppose it is they who have chosen you?"
Again the professor darted a suspicious glance at his questioner. "Er-
-one might put it that way," he said.
"Well, then, that is your right to teach; and you could explain it.
Then you could say to these men: 'There are too many of you; you
aren't needed; and you must be removed.
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