Arthur stared into Pinkerton's eyes, shaking his head slightly and said, "Alan, you're too naive."
Pinkerton was forced to blush by Arthur's barrage of responses, and regardless of his youthful pride or his persistence as a member of the Radical Party, he wasn't about to admit defeat here.
"You say I'm naive? But who exactly is naive?" He raised his head, arguing for his stance, "Do you know about the matter in Louisiana? Two free black men, free, spent three years saving money to buy land and became independent small landlords. But in Britain? In Britain, a free craftsman wanting to buy land? Let's not talk about buying land; he couldn't even rent a leak-free shack without looking at the landlord's face."
Hearing this, Arthur didn't refute, not because he couldn't, but because he felt such a dialogue was no longer necessary.
