"I have felt this, too, and I think I know the cause."
"What?"
"Liberty which has degenerated into licence. We lack authority and the power to enforce it."
"And this is the one thing we cursed in the old system—the law, power, authority."
"No," Barbara quickly objected. "We did not rebel against law or the exercise of authority. We rebelled against its unjust use."
"And what depresses me is that I am convinced that we must use the power of law with more stern, direct, and personal pressure than ever known under the system of capitalism, or we must fail."
"Is not such pressure desirable?"
"It depends on who applies the pressure—but it seems inevitable—and it depresses me."
Barbara broke into a joyous laugh.
"Away with gloomy forebodings! It's only a day's fog. It will lift. The sun is shining behind it now."