You noticed the Press this morning?
They're all hinting at some great move in the West. It's about in
the clubs. Why, I even heard last night that we were in Ostend.
It's all a rig, of course. Stenson wants to gain time."
"Who opened these negotiations with Freistner?" Julian asked.
"Fenn. He met him at the Geneva Conference, the year before the
war. I met him, too, but I didn't see so much of him. He's a
fine fellow, Julian--as unlike the typical German as any man you
ever met."
"He's honest, I suppose?"
"As the day itself," was the confident reply. "He has been in
prison twice, you know, for plain speaking. He is the one man in
Germany who has fought the war, tooth and nail, from the start."
Julian caught his friend by the shoulder.
"Miles," he said,--"straight from the bottom of your heart, mind
--you do believe we are justified?"
"I have never doubted it."
"You know that we have practically created a revolution--that we
have established a dictatorship? Stenson must obey or face
anarchy."
"It is the voice of the people," Furley declared. "I am convinced
that we are justified. I am convinced of the inutility of the
prolongation of this war."
Julian drew a little sigh of relief.
"Don't think I am weakening," he said. "Remember, I am new to
this thing in practice, even though I may be responsible for some
of the theory."
"It is the people who are the soundest directors of a nation's
policy," Furley pronounced.
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