She and I, Mr.Furley here, Mr.Fenn and Mr.Bright, all belong to an organisation leagued together for one purpose--we are determined to end the war." "Pacifists!" Julian muttered.
"An idle word," the Bishop protested, "because at heart we are all pacifists.

There is not one of us who would wilfully choose war instead of peace.

The only question is the price we are prepared to pay." "Why not leave that to the Government ?" "The Government," the Bishop replied, "are the agents of the people.

The people in this case wish to deal direct." "Again why ?" Julian demanded.
"Because the Government is composed wholly of politicians, politicians who, in far too many speeches, have pledged themselves to too many definite things.

Still, the Government will have its chance." "Explain to me," Julian asked, "why, if you are a patriotic society, you are in secret and illegal communication with Germany ?" "The Germany with whom we are in communication," the Bishop assured his questioner, "is the Germany who thinks as we do." "Then you are on a wild-goose chase," Julian declared, "because the Germans who think as you do are in a hopeless minority." The Bishop's forefinger was thrust out.
"I have you, Julian," he said.