Come and speak to us to-morrow as you spoke to the men and women of Chicago." He smiled a little grimly.
"You forget that this is England.

Until the time comes, one must choose one's words.

It is just what would please our smug enemies best to have me break their laws before I have been here long enough to become dangerous." "You broke the laws of America," she protested eagerly.
"I had a million men and women primed for battle at my back," he reminded her.

"The warrant was signed for my arrest, but no one dared to serve it.

All the same, I had to leave the country with some work half finished." "It was a glorious commencement," she cried enthusiastically.
"One must not forget, though," he sighed, "that England is different.
To attain the same ends here, one may have to use somewhat different methods." For the moment, perhaps, she was stirred by some prophetic misgiving.
The hard common sense of his words fell like a cold douche upon the furnace of her enthusiasms.