“To the matter of their general welfare,” replied the Professor. “For instance, I understand that the coal supply is to be cornered this winter and immeasurable want and suffering inflicted broadcast.”
“Ah!” exclaimed the High President quickly, “thank God that necessity will be obviated!”
“Indeed! How so?”
“There have been new developments recently,” replied the High President. “Matters have perfected themselves more rapidly than was anticipated. There will be no necessity to wait until next winter. The hour has come! The New Republic is at hand!”
“The New Republic is at hand!” repeated Mortimer, smiling. “Why, you speak of this New Republic of yours almost as if it were an accomplished fact!”
“So nearly an accomplished fact,” replied the High President, “that within ten days it will be here!”
The words were uttered gravely and impressively. They carried a strange conviction.
For a moment Mortimer sat silent, staring at the speaker. Then he leaned forward in his chair.
“And the King—the existing form of government!” he exclaimed.
“A thing of the past—overthrown!”