"He was concerned in no end of intrigue with Austrian and German Socialists for embarrassing the Government and bringing the war to an end.

I should say that but for the fact that our Government at the time was wholly one of compromise, and was leaning largely upon the Labour vote, he would have been impeached for high treason." Miller, who had been busy rolling a cigarette, lit it with ostentatious carelessness.
"And what of all this ?" he demanded.
"Nothing," Tallente replied, "except that it seems a strange thing to find you now associated with a party who threaten me openly with political extinction unless I choose to join them.

I call this junkerdom, not socialism." "No man's principles can remain stable in an unstable world," Miller pronounced.

"I still detest force and compulsion of every sort, but I recognise its necessity in our present civil life far more than I did in a war which was, after all, a war of politicians." Nora Miall leaned over from her chair and laid her hand on Tallente's arm.

After Miller's raucous tones, her voice sounded almost like music.
"Mr.Tallente," she said, "I can understand your feeling aggrieved.
You are not a man whom it is easy to threaten, but remember that after all we must go on our fixed way towards the appointed goal.
And--consider--isn't the upraised rod for your good?
Your place is with us--indeed it is.