And listen--before you and I are two months older, the French navy will be in the harbours of Ireland, and the French army will land here." He reached out and grasped Dyck's arm.

"There's no liberty of freedom under the Union Jack.

What do you think of the tricolour?
It's a great flag, and under it the world is going to be ruled--England, Spain, Italy, Holland, Prussia, Austria, and Russia--all of them.

The time is ripe.
You've got your chance.

Take it on, dear lad, take it on." Dyck did not raise his head.