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Aloysius tearfully replies,
-You will not address Beatrice in this demeaning manner! Her innocence, her modesty, her beauteous virtue - she is utterly unworthy of your jibes and denigrations! And whilst the painter and his visions may have joined the ranks of the trade-fallen, vanquished by industry and mechanical progress, the eloquence of the lyrical word will never fall to a mere machine. Never, never! It is impossible! It will not happen! My poetry, my words, will outlive me - your corroded soul shall never even outlive the scurrility of your lusts!
Cyril Darnay gestures dismissively at the poet:
-I had thought, Aloysius, that you would be on our side. Have I not heard your sympathies dwell very much upon those layabout scoundrels, the Syndicalists picketing the wages of good workmen outside her father Isambard's foundry, with the incessant nonsense of their protests and contradictions, the confounding outrage of their demands? Radicals, rabble-rousers, agitators and anarchists the lot of them, who have never earnt an honest day's livelihood through the misrule of their slovenly, rebellious natures! (Cyril picks nonchalantly at his fingernails with a jewelled cravat-pin). The workhouse is far too good for all of them, they should all be sent over the top if you ask me - yet you apparently feel their plight is very much undeserved, their impoverishment unfeigned. So what better means for you to frustrate the war-profiteering of the father, other than through participation in the ruin and disgrace of the daughter?
Mission:
>Warn Beatrice Wentworth that Huntingtower and Darnay conspire to bring her to shame and disgrace,
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>Aid Huntingtower and Darnay in their plan to ruin Beatrice's reputation.
