Ask Stenson.

He'll tell you that I'm speaking the truth.
So it goes on, and day by day it costs the world a few hundred or a few thousand human lives, and God knows how much of man's labour and brains, annihilated, wasted, blown into the air! Somehow or other the war has got to stop, Julian.

If the politicians won't do it, the people must." "The people," Julian repeated a little sadly.

"Rienzi once trusted in the people." "There's a difference," Furley protested.

"Today the people are all right, but the Rienzi isn't here--My God!" He broke off suddenly, pursuing another train of thought.