What if I do?
They don't care how much power the mob has over them, the nation, Lloyd George and Northcliffe and the police and money.
They'll yield themselves up to that sort of power quickly enough, and immolate themselves _pro bono publico_ by the million.

And what's the bonum publicum but a mob power?
Why can't they submit to a bit of healthy individual authority?
The fool would die, without me: just as that fool Jim will die in hysterics one day.

Why does he last so long! "Tanny's the same.

She does nothing really but resist me: my authority, or my influence, or just ME.

At the bottom of her heart she just blindly and persistently opposes me.