In the canon
The Gilded Age
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 1873
- Pages
- Pages 450
The stove in Colonel Beriah Sellers's parlour throws no heat. There is a candle burning inside it, and Sellers, who has just served his guests a dinner of raw turnips and cold water, talks so beautifully about the fortunes coming his way that everyone at the table forgets to be cold.
It's a vast iron speculation!—millions upon millions in it!
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