True, they swallowed the Limited Franchise Bill, three years ago, with only a little futile protest, so that now we've got them politically hamstrung.
True, there's the Dick Military Bill, recently enlarged and perfected, so they can't move a hand without falling into treason and court-martial.

True again, they've stood for the Censorship and the National Mounted Police--the Grays--all in the last year.

But how much more will they stand, eh?
You close your hand on their windpipes, and by God! something may happen even yet, after all!" Flint snapped his fingers with contempt.
"Machine guns!" was all he said.
"Yes, of course," answered Waldron.

"But there may be life in the old beast yet.

They may yet kick the apple cart over--and us with it.