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"Here, what's that?" he exclaimed. "The Bishop, and Miss Abbeway, we all know, are outside the running. Mr. Furley, too, represents the educated Socialists, and though he is with us in this, he is not really Labour. But Mr. Orden Paul Fiske, eh? That's a different matter, isn't it?" "Mr. Orden," Fenn pronounced slowly, "is a literary man. He is a sympathiser with our cause, but he is not of it."
"Good man!" was his hearty greeting. "I hoped you'd look me up this morning." Julian dragged up the other dilapidated-looking easy-chair to the log fire and commenced to fill his pipe from the open jar. "How's the leg?" he enquired. "Pretty nearly all right again," Furley answered cheerfully. "Seems to me I was frightened before I was hurt. What about your head?"
Two Quakers of the names of John Stubbs and Benjamin Furley, took great pains in compiling it: and some additions were made to it by George Fox himself, who was then a prisoner in Lancaster castle. This work, as soon as it was published, was presented to King Charles the second, and to his council.
At hiring day, he prevented me from going till he went himself and bid for me. On the last occasion, he was detained for a little while by other business; so I ran as quickly as I could, and got hired before he came up. Mr. George Furley was my next master; he employed me as a car-boy in the Dismal Swamp; I had to drive lumber, &c. I had plenty to eat and plenty of clothes.
"Twenty of the members are elected by the Trades Unions and represent the great industries of the Empire; and there are three outsiders Miss Abbeway, Miles Furley and myself. If you, Julian, had not been so successful in concealing your identity, you would have been the first man to whom the Council would have turned for help. Now that the truth is known, your duty is clear.
Is there any chance that he could be playing into the hands of the Pan-Germans?" "Fenn is the man who has had most to do with him," Julian remarked. "I wouldn't trust Fenn a yard, but I believe in Freistner." "So do I," Furley assented, "but is Fenn's report of his promises and the strength of his followers entirely honest?" "That's the part of the whole thing I don't like," Julian acknowledged.
I got Sir John Furley to identify me, and then began a dogged going from place to place and from official to official till at last I got the thing through. I felt just like a Russian being "broken." There is a regular system, I believe, in Russia of wearing people out by this sort of official tyranny. I do not know anything more tiring or more discouraging!
"Like a bird," was the prompt response. "Tell me exactly what to do?" Furley sat up, still nursing his leg. "Put on your sea boots, and your oilskins over your clothes," he directed. "You will want your own stick, so take that revolver and an electric torch.
"You know that we have practically created a revolution that we have established a dictatorship? Stenson must obey or face anarchy." "It is the voice of the people," Furley declared. "I am convinced that we are justified. I am convinced of the inutility of the prolongation of this war." Julian drew a little sigh of relief. "Don't think I am weakening," he said.
Trieste and certain portions of the Adriatic seaboard to be ceded to Italy. A world committee to be at once elected for the purpose of working out a scheme of international disarmament. "We must remember," Miles Furley pointed out, "that the present Government is practically pledged not to enter into peace negotiations with a Hohenzollern."
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