1 It was an elemental odor, raw and crude; it was rich, almost rancid, sensual, and strong.
2 It was Jonas who suggested that they all go to America, where a friend of his had gotten rich.
3 It was in the stockyards that Jonas' friend had gotten rich, and so to Chicago the party was bound.
4 Marija was an orphan, and had worked since childhood for a rich farmer of Vilna, who beat her regularly.
5 He wore a silk hat and a rich soft overcoat with a fur collar; and he smiled at Jurgis with benignant sympathy.
6 They were rich people who came to live there to find out about the poor people; but what good they expected it would do them to know, one could not imagine.
7 There had come to Scully a proposition to nominate a certain rich brewer who lived upon a swell boulevard that skirted the district, and who coveted the big badge and the "honorable" of an alderman.
8 That was a country where, they said, a man might earn three rubles a day; and Jurgis figured what three rubles a day would mean, with prices as they were where he lived, and decided forthwith that he would go to America and marry, and be a rich man in the bargain.
9 Because there were rich men who sought pleasure, there had been ease and plenty for them so long as they were young and beautiful; and later on, when they were crowded out by others younger and more beautiful, they went out to follow upon the trail of the workingmen.
10 Then she took to trying the stores and saloons, and when this failed she even traveled over into the far-distant regions near the lake front, where lived the rich people in great palaces, and begged there for some sort of work that could be done by a person who did not know English.
11 The floor was of tesselated marble, smooth as glass, and from the walls strange shapes loomed out, woven into huge portieres in rich, harmonious colors, or gleaming from paintings, wonderful and mysterious-looking in the half-light, purple and red and golden, like sunset glimmers in a shadowy forest.