Paul Ruttledge. I will go with you and see them. [Gets up.
Colman. [To Aloysius, with whom he has been whispering.] Take care, but if he goes back to his old friends, he'll stop with them and leave us.
Aloysius. [Putting his hand on Paul Ruttledge's arm.] Don't go, Brother Paul, till I talk to you awhile.
Paul Ruttledge. Do you want me? Well, Charlie, I will stay here, I won't go; but bring all the rest to see me, I want to ask them about that vision.
Charlie Ward. I'll bring one of them, anyway. [Exit.
Aloysius. Brother Paul, it is what I am thinking; now the tinkers have come back to you, you could begin to gather a sort of an army; you can't fight your battle without an army. They could call to the other tinkers, and the tramps and the beggars, and the sieve-makers and all the wandering people. It would be a great army.
Paul Ruttledge. Yes, that would be a great army, a great wandering army.
Aloysius. The people would be afraid to refuse us then; we would march on——
Paul Ruttledge. Yes, we could march on. We could march on the towns, and we could break up all settled order; we could bring back the old joyful, dangerous, individual life. We would have banners, we would each have a banner, banners with angels upon them—we will march upon the world with banners——
Colman. We would not be in want of food then, we could take all we wanted.