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But, tell me, though I, too, clearly\r\nsee the import of your notification, I do not, as yet, perceive the\r\nobject. What is it?\"\r\n\r\n\"Now you speak a little in my line, sir,\" said the barber, not\r\nunrelieved at this return to plain talk; \"that notification I find very\r\nuseful, sparing me much work which would not pay. Yes, I lost a good\r\ndeal, off and on, before putting that up,\" gratefully glancing towards\r\nit.\r\n\r\n\"But what is its object? Surely, you don't mean to say, in so many\r\nwords, that you have no confidence? For instance, now,\" flinging aside\r\nhis neck-cloth, throwing back his blouse, and reseating himself on the\r\ntonsorial throne, at sight of which proceeding the barber mechanically\r\nfilled a cup with hot water from a copper vessel over a spirit-lamp,\r\n\"for instance, now, suppose I say to you, 'Barber, my dear barber,\r\nunhappily I have no small change by me to-night, but shave me, and\r\ndepend upon your money to-morrow'--suppose I should say that now, you\r\nwould put trust in me, wouldn't you? You would have confidence?\"\r\n\r\n\"Seeing that it is you, sir,\" with complaisance replied the barber, now\r\nmixing the lather, \"seeing that it is _you_ sir, I won't answer that\r\nquestion. No need to.\"\r\n\r\n\"Of course, of course--in that view. But, as a supposition--you would\r\nhave confidence in me, wouldn't you?\"\r\n\r\n\"Why--yes, yes.\"\r\n\r\n\"Then why that sign?\"\r\n\r\n\"Ah, sir, all people ain't like you,\" was the smooth reply, at the same\r\ntime, as if smoothly to close the debate, beginning smoothly to apply\r\nthe lather, which operation, however, was, by a motion, protested\r\nagainst by the subject, but only out of a desire to rejoin, which was\r\ndone in these words:\r\n\r\n\"All people ain't like me. Then I must be either better or worse than\r\nmost people. Worse, you could not mean; no, barber, you could not mean\r\nthat; hardly that. It remains, then, that you think me better than most\r\npeople. But that I ain't vain enough to believe; though, from vanity, I\r\nconfess, I could never yet, by my best wrestlings, entirely free myself;\r\nnor, indeed, to be frank, am I at bottom over anxious to--this same\r\nvanity, barber, being so harmless, so useful, so comfortable, so\r\npleasingly preposterous a passion.\"\r\n\r\n\"Very true, sir; and upon my honor, sir, you talk very well. But the\r\nlather is getting a little cold, sir.\"\r\n\r\n\"Better cold lather, barber, than a cold heart. Why that cold sign? Ah,\r\nI don't wonder you try to shirk the confession. You feel in your soul\r\nhow ungenerous a hint is there. And yet, barber, now that I look into\r\nyour eyes--which somehow speak to me of the mother that must have so\r\noften looked into them before me--I dare say, though you may not think\r\nit, that the spirit of that notification is not one with your nature.\r\nFor look now, setting, business views aside, regarding the thing in an\r\nabstract light; in short, supposing a case, barber; supposing, I say,\r\nyou see a stranger, his face accidentally averted, but his visible part\r\nvery respectable-looking; what now, barber--I put it to your conscience,\r\nto your charity--what would be your impression of that man, in a moral\r\npoint of view? Being in a signal sense a stranger, would you, for that,\r\nsignally set him down for a knave?\"\r\n\r\n\"Certainly not, sir; by no means,\" cried the barber, humanely resentful.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 2"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJNPWHK63WHT4VHC9C1QT","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1JMR8XVKPA0G8ADAPC4","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKBBC9C0C471EEH2XJME3","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AKBBCTVC5DPCEP3KRMCSE","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:01.381Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:15.003Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}