Koll. I cannot see that to mention America is to talk politics.
The Mayor. Then what is politics, if America isn't?
Koll. To talk politics is—for instance—to use the arguments your worship did. Mr. Gran will proceed.
Gran. I see that the Priest wishes to speak. I shall be happy to give way.
Koll. The Priest will address the meeting.
The Priest. I see here, in this assembly, a number of those whom I am accustomed to address in more solemn surroundings. My dear parishioners, it was for your sake that I came here. You have heard for yourselves—the whole question is a political one; and, dear fellow Christians, let me entreat you to shun politics! Did not our Lord Himself say: "My kingdom is not of this world"? This freedom, this equality, of which they talk is not the soul's freedom, not that equality which—
Koll. I would suggest to the reverend speaker that he should postpone his remarks until the next time he gets into the pulpit. (Slight laughter.)
The Priest. One should be instant in season and out of season; therefore—
Koll. I forbid you to continue.
The Priest. It is written: "Thou shalt obey God rather than man"! My dear parishioners, let us all leave this meeting! Who will follow his priest? (Takes a few steps towards the door, but no one follows him. Laughter. He sighs deeply, and sits down again.)