And the park ?' 'We are, of course, most anxious to consult you.' 'Excuse me, that's nonsense! I refuse--that's flat.' Sir Henry shrugged his shoulders.

His tone became a trifle colder.
'I can't believe that you will refuse.

You can't deny--no sensible man could--that we've simply got to grow more food at home.

The submarines have settled that for us.' 'Who brought the submarines upon us?
The politicians! No politicians, no war! If it hadn't been for a pack of idiots called diplomats making mischief abroad, and a pack of incompetents called politicians unable to keep their heads at home, there'd have been no war.

It's Russia's war--France's war! Who asked the country whether it wanted a war?
Who asked _me_ ?' The Squire, standing opposite to Sir Henry, tapped his chest vehemently.
'The country is behind the war,' said Chicksands firmly.
'How do we know?
How do you know?
I've as much right to an opinion as you, and I tell you the country is sick and tired of the war.