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 			<p>Racksole remarked, by way of commencing the interrogation.</p>
 			<p>“I’m not,” answered Rocco quietly. “I’m a citizen of the United States.”</p>
 			<p>“The deuce you are!” Racksole exclaimed.</p>
-			<p>“Yes, I was born at West Orange, New Jersey, New York State. I call myself an Italian because it was in Italy that I first made a name as a chef⁠—at Rome. It is better for a great chef like me to be a foreigner. Imagine a great chef named Elihu <abbr class="name">P.</abbr> Rucker. You can’t imagine it. I changed my nationality for the same reason that my friend and colleague, Jules, otherwise <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Jackson, changed his.”</p>
+			<p>“Yes, I was born at West Orange, New Jersey, New York State. I call myself an Italian because it was in Italy that I first made a name as a chef⁠—at Rome. It is better for a great chef like me to be a foreigner. Imagine a great chef named Elihu <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">P.</abbr> Rucker. You can’t imagine it. I changed my nationality for the same reason that my friend and colleague, Jules, otherwise <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Jackson, changed his.”</p>
 			<p>“So Jules is your friend and colleague, is he?”</p>
 			<p>“He was, but from this moment he is no longer. I began to disapprove of his methods no less than a week ago, and my disapproval will now take active form.”</p>
 			<p>“Will it?” said Racksole. “I calculate it just won’t, <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Elihu P. Rucker, citizen of the United States. Before you are very much older you’ll be in the kind hands of the police, and your activities, in no matter what direction, will come to an abrupt conclusion.”</p>

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 			<p>“The only country?”</p>
 			<p>“The only country where you can invest money and spend money with a feeling of security. In the United States there is nothing worth spending money on, nothing to buy. In France or Italy, there is no real security.”</p>
 			<p>“But surely you are a true American?” questioned Babylon.</p>
-			<p>“I am a true American,” said Racksole, “but my father, who began by being a bedmaker at an Oxford college, and ultimately made ten million dollars out of iron in Pittsburg⁠—my father took the wise precaution of having me educated in England. I had my three years at Oxford, like any son of the upper middle class! It did me good. It has been worth more to me than many successful speculations. It taught me that the English language is different from, and better than, the American language, and that there is something⁠—I haven’t yet found out exactly what⁠—in English life that Americans will never get. Why,” he added, “in the United States we still bribe our judges and our newspapers. And we talk of the eighteenth century as though it was the beginning of the world. Yes, I shall transfer my securities to London. I shall build a house in Park Lane, and I shall buy some immemorial country seat with a history as long as the <abbr class="name">A. T.</abbr> and <abbr class="name">S.</abbr> railroad, and I shall calmly and gradually settle down. D’you know⁠—I am rather a good-natured man for a millionaire, and of a social disposition, and yet I haven’t six real friends in the whole of New York City. Think of that!”</p>
+			<p>“I am a true American,” said Racksole, “but my father, who began by being a bedmaker at an Oxford college, and ultimately made ten million dollars out of iron in Pittsburg⁠—my father took the wise precaution of having me educated in England. I had my three years at Oxford, like any son of the upper middle class! It did me good. It has been worth more to me than many successful speculations. It taught me that the English language is different from, and better than, the American language, and that there is something⁠—I haven’t yet found out exactly what⁠—in English life that Americans will never get. Why,” he added, “in the United States we still bribe our judges and our newspapers. And we talk of the eighteenth century as though it was the beginning of the world. Yes, I shall transfer my securities to London. I shall build a house in Park Lane, and I shall buy some immemorial country seat with a history as long as the <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">A. T.</abbr> and <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">S.</abbr> railroad, and I shall calmly and gradually settle down. D’you know⁠—I am rather a good-natured man for a millionaire, and of a social disposition, and yet I haven’t six real friends in the whole of New York City. Think of that!”</p>
 			<p>“And I,” said Babylon, “have no friends except the friends of my boyhood in Lausanne. I have spent thirty years in England, and gained nothing but a perfect knowledge of the English language and as much gold coin as would fill a rather large box.”</p>
 			<p>These two plutocrats breathed a simultaneous sigh.</p>
 			<p>“Talking of gold coin,” said Racksole, “how much money should you think Jules has contrived to amass while he has been with you?”</p>

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 			by<br/>
 			<a href="https://www.robinwhittleton.com/">Robin Whittleton</a>,<br/>
 			and is based on a transcription produced in 2001 by<br/>
-			<b class="name">David Reed</b> and <b class="name">David Widger</b><br/>
+			<b epub:type="z3998:personal-name">David Reed</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:personal-name">David Widger</b><br/>
 			for<br/>
 			<a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2813">Project Gutenberg</a><br/>
 			and on digital scans available at the<br/>