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"
Or
might
not
,
"
he
added
.
"
You
!
"
I
had
sat
up
with
a
jerk
.
"
If
you
ca
n't
listen
,
perhaps
you
can
tell
the
class
whether
'
value
'
is
a
relative
,
or
an
absolute
?
"
I
had
been
listening
;
I
just
did
n't
see
any
reason
not
to
listen
with
eyes
closed
and
spine
relaxed
.
But
his
question
caught
me
out
;
I
had
n't
read
that
day
's
assignment
.
"
An
absolute
,
"
I
answered
,
guessing
.
"
Wrong
,
"
he
said
coldly
.
"
'
Value
'
has
no
meaning
other
than
in
relation
to
living
beings
.
The
value
of
a
thing
is
always
relative
to
a
particular
person
,
is
completely
personal
and
different
in
quantity
for
each
living
human
--
'
market
value
'
is
a
fiction
,
merely
a
rough
guess
at
the
average
of
personal
values
,
all
of
which
must
be
quantitatively
different
or
trade
would
be
impossible
.
"
(
I
had
wondered
what
Father
would
have
said
if
he
had
heard
"
market
value
"
called
a
"
fiction
"
--
snort
in
disgust
,
probably
.
)
"
This
very
personal
relationship
,
'
value
,
'
has
two
factors
for
a
human
being
:
first
,
what
he
can
do
with
a
thing
,
its
use
to
him
...
and
second
,
what
he
must
do
to
get
it
,
its
cost
to
him
.
There
is
an
old
song
which
asserts
that
'
the
best
things
in
life
are
free
.
'
Not
true
!
Utterly
false
!
This
was
the
tragic
fallacy
which
brought
on
the
decadence
and
collapse
of
the
democracies
of
the
twentieth
century
;
those
noble
experiments
failed
because
the
people
had
been
led
to
believe
that
they
could
simply
vote
for
whatever
they
wanted
...
and
get
it
,
without
toil
,
without
sweat
,
without
tears
.
"
Nothing
of
value
is
free
.
Even
the
breath
of
life
is
purchased
at
birth
only
through
gasping
effort
and
pain
.
"
He
had
been
still
looking
at
me
and
added
,
"
If
you
boys
and
girls
had
to
sweat
for
your
toys
the
way
a
newly
born
baby
has
to
struggle
to
live
you
would
be
happier
...
and
much
richer
.
As
it
is
,
with
some
of
you
,
I
pity
the
poverty
of
your
wealth
.
You
!
I
've
just
awarded
you
the
prize
for
the
hundred-meter
dash
.
Does
it
make
you
happy
?
"
"
Uh
,
I
suppose
it
would
.
"
"
No
dodging
,
please
.
You
have
the
prize
--
here
,
I
'll
write
it
out
:
