The Mob by John Galsworthy
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MORE. My country, right or wrong! Guilty--still my country! MENDIP. That begs the question. [KATHERINE rises. THE DEAN, too, stands up.] THE DEAN. [In a low voice] 'Quem Deus volt perdere'----! SIR JOHN. Unpatriotic! MORE. I'll have no truck with tyranny. KATHERINE. Father doesn't admit tyranny. Nor do any of us, Stephen. HUBERT JULIAN, a tall Soldier-like man, has come in. HELEN. Hubert! [She gets up and goes to him, and they talk together near the door.] SIR JOHN. What in God's name is your idea? We've forborne long enough, in all conscience. MORE. Sir John, we great Powers have got to change our ways in dealing with weaker nations. The very dogs can give us lessons-- watch a big dog with a little one. MENDIP. No, no, these things are not so simple as all that. |
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