"Mr. Mallow, the world and its rulers will not listen to us. So long as we are what those in power choose to call good citizens' the injustice, the great wrongs under which we suffer now, will remain unaltered. If we are to be heard, we must perforce make a hearing for ourselves. Supplication is useless, hopeless. By terror alone can we wrench the attention which is our right. That is why we resort to force; that is why you hear of bombs, Mr. Mallow. For the safety of their lives even a king, an emperor, must heed us. Persistence in that direction will in the end secure to us the attention which we claim--the attention which is our right. That will be the dawn of the new era, Mr. Mallow, for we shall conquer. Till then--but there," said Madame, resuming her knitting, "I have much to do. I must leave you. I will place you in the hands of an instructor from whom you will learn everything that is needful. Then you can come to me and say if you will join us or not. I hope you will. We want men with brains and money."
"Particularly money!" said Mallow, contemptuously. He was not to be convinced by all her rhetoric.
"I do not deny it; we cannot have too much."
"Was it not a pity, then, to lose Carson and his fifty thousand pounds?"
"We have not lost it or him yet," said Mrs. Arne, with a long breath. "Think you that Italy is in the moon that my arm cannot reach him!"
"Then you did intend to have that fifty thousand!"
"I did; it was my scheme and to a point, it has been a successful one."
"In that case," said Mallow, deliberately, "Major Semberry is with you, no doubt. Without him you would have been helpless."
"Major Semberry has not taken the oath," said Mrs. Arne coldly, "but he is one of us."
"How does he reconcile that with his allegiance to his sovereign?"