He felt a touch upon his sleeve, a very sweet, persuasive voice in his ear.

Nora had left Miller in the background and was standing by his side.
"I heard Mr.Dartrey's last words," she said.

"Can you refuse such an appeal in such a spot?
You turn away to think, turn to the quietness of all these dreaming voices.

Believe me, if there is a soul beneath them, it is the same soul which has inspired our creed.

You yourself have come here full of bitterness, Andrew Tallente, because it seemed to you that there was no place for you amongst the prophets of democracy.