The judge would probably lecture me and bind me over to come up for judgment; but if he sentenced me vindictively then the Home Secretary[32] would be petitioned and the movement in my favour would grow, till it swept away opposition.

This is the very soul of my faith.

If I did not believe with every fibre in me that this poor stupid world is honestly groping its way up the altar stairs to God, and not down, I would not live in it an hour." "Why do you argue against me, Frank?
It is brutal of you." "To induce you even now to turn and pull yourself out of the mud.

You are forty odd years of age, and the keenest sensations of life are over for you.

Turn back whilst there's time, get to work, write your ballad and your plays, and not the Alexanders alone, but all the people who really count, the best of all countries--the salt of the earth--will give you another chance.