‘But let us hear what her ladyship has to say,’ said Buxton.
‘What are you talking about?’ she said.
‘A regenerated State.’
‘Ah, there is need for it,’ she said. ‘But how are you to get it? That is the question.’
‘Oh, nothing is easier. Buy a farm in Essex and form there a model society.’
‘With a cheap train to take your people to London in an hour or two? That will never do.’
‘Well, then, let us go to Canada and plant our Utopia there.’
‘And fail, as others have done,’ said she.
‘But we shall take picked men and women, and with them we cannot fail.’
‘But they are not immortal.’