Adr. No! Let civilization wait another century rather than deliver her flag to the hands of murderers!
Greg. And where is it now if not in the hands of murderers?
Adr. It is not in their hands, Gregorief, but in ours, that are yet clean. Do this thing, and it is you, not Petrizoff, who give the greatest blow to freedom. The world is just beginning to understand us——
Greg. Yes! Where is that understanding growing strongest? In America. And how does the autocracy propose to meet this new influence? By a secret commercial treaty with the United States. Give any government a pocket interest in the security of another and to the winds with sympathy! Petrizoff has his agents there now, and the burning of Yaltowa is only a part of his scheme to chill the hearts that are warming to us. But he shall not live to do it. You will not let him live, Lavrov. My God, don't you see that your opportunity has come?
Adr. Yes. My opportunity to point once more to where the sun shall rise.
Greg. The sun never rises on the blind. You would throw us back into night for another thousand years!
Adr. What are a thousand years to the soul of man on the right path to the right thing?
Galovkine. [Plucking at Gregorief] Come away. We lose time here.
Greg. Not until I tell this fool where he stands! You imagine, Lavrov, that you are a friend to freedom, but a greater enemy does not tread Russian soil. Why does the government leave you at work? Because of your power to subdue the spirit in men. It is you—such as you—who forget our shackles and fill the prisons. But thank the Powers that keep the race alive, there are still some of us who believe in manhood—in the virtues of the heart as well as the soul—in courage, honor, justice! [To the others] Come up to Breshloff's. We will finish there.