It would be a holy war for the Kingdom of the Peoples.

With Germany freed from the monster of blood and iron that was crushing out her soul, with Russia awakened to life, we would build the United States of Europe.

Even his voice was changed.

Joan could almost fancy it was some excited schoolboy that was talking.
Mary had been clasping and unclasping her hands, a habit of hers when troubled.

Could good ever come out of evil?
That was her doubt.