And beneath will be the abyss, wherein will fester and starve and rot, and ever renew itself, the common people, the great bulk of the population.

And in the end, who knows in what day, the common people will rise up out of the abyss; the labor castes and the Oligarchy will crumble away; and then, at last, after the travail of the centuries, will it be the day of the common man.

I had thought to see that day; but now I know that I shall never see it." He paused and looked at me, and added: "Social evolution is exasperatingly slow, isn't it, sweetheart ?" My arms were about him, and his head was on my breast.
"Sing me to sleep," he murmured whimsically.

"I have had a visioning, and I wish to forget.".