It's born in their blood. Generations of military
service are responsible for it. Discipline and combination--that
might be their motto. Individual thought has been drilled into
grooves, just as all individual effort is specialised. The
Germans obey because it is their nature to obey. The only
question is whether they will stand this, the roughest test they
have ever had--whether they'll see the thing through."
"Personally, I think they will," Hannaway Wells pronounced, "but
if I should be wrong--if they shouldn't--the French Revolution
would be a picnic compared with the German one. It takes a great
deal to drive a national idea out of the German mind, but if ever
they should understand precisely and exactly how they have been
duped for the glorification of their masters--well, I should pity
the junkers."
"Do your essays in journalism," the Bishop asked politely, "ever
lead you to touch upon Labour subjects, Julian?"
"Once or twice, in a very mild way," was the somewhat diffident
reply.
"I had an interesting talk with Furley this morning," the Prime
Minister observed. "He tells me that they are thinking of making
an appeal to this man Paul Fiske to declare himself. They want a
leader--they want one very badly--and thank heavens they don't
know where to look for him!"
"But surely," Julian protested, "they don't expect necessarily to
find a leader of men in an anonymous contributor to the Reviews?
Fiske, when they have found him, may be a septuagenarian, or a man
of academic turn of mind, who never leaves his study.
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