'Of course. We have evolved from Zionism. The unconditional historic necessity is for a land, but not for a particular land. Our Minsk members already call themselves S.T.'s—Socialist Territorialists.'
'But while awaiting your territory, there are the hooligans,' David reminded him. 'Simon Rubensky thought you would be a good man for the self-defence corps.'
'Join Rubensky! A P.P.S.! Never will I associate with a bourgeois like that!'
'He isn't joining.'
The S.S. hesitated. 'I must consult my fellow-members. I must write to headquarters.'
'Letters do not travel very quickly or safely nowadays.'
'But Party Discipline is everything,' urged Grodsky.
David left him, and hunted up Lerkoff, who proved to be a doctor.
'I want to get together a Samooborona branch,' he explained. 'Herr Grodsky has half promised——'
'That bourgeois!' cried Lerkoff in disgust. 'We can have nothing to do with traitors like that!'