She paused and shouted:
“The Anti-Enlistment League does not stand for puny non-resistance! We appeal to the militancy of the spirit—”
John Vassar looked at his watch.
“We’ve yet time to hear brother Debs. I like his kind. You always know where to find him.”
“No-no—Uncy,” Zonia urged, “we must hurry to our stand—”
“Our stand, eh?”
“Yes—you mustn’t miss a word Miss Holland says. She doesn’t speak long—but every word counts—”
“She has one loyal follower anyhow,” Vassar smiled.
“I’m going to win her for you, Uncy dear—”