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Updated: June 8, 2025
The greatest genius who ever trod upon the stage sent me frantic messages every few hours. Then they spoke to me of Maraton. I heard the cry 'Maraton is here! I heard the thunder from across the seas. Up from my desk, out from my room hysterics, entreaties, nothing stopped me. No luggage worth mentioning. Away I come, to London, to Sheffield what a place!
It seemed to me that I could see the revolution upon us, the death that is like sleep, the looking down once more from some undiscovered place upon the new morning. You never uttered that cry over here." Maraton glanced at his companion curiously. "Mine was an immense responsibility," he said.
Maraton, that it is your intention to kindle the fires in England, too." Maraton was suddenly grave. "Lord Armley," he said, "all the world speaks of me as an apostle of destruction and death. It is because they see a very little distance. In my own thoughts, if ever I do think of myself, it is as a builder, not as a destroyer, that I picture myself.
You have substituted for it the time-worn methods of all the reformers since the days of Adam, who have parted with their principles and dabbled in sentimental altruism. Piecemeal legislation what can it do?" "It can build," Maraton declared. "It can build, generation by generation. It can produce a saner race, and as the light comes, so the truth will flow in upon the minds of all."
"Alight at once, if you please all of you." "But how are we to get into London?" Selingman protested. "Walk," the officer replied promptly. "Be thankful if you reach there at all; and keep to the main streets, especially if the lady is going with you. "Are there no police left?" Maraton demanded. "We drafted most of them away to the riot centres.
In ten years' time I tell you that nearly every industry in my country will be conducted upon a profit-sharing basis." "You have brought them to this," Maraton reminded him swiftly, "by peaceful methods." "For me there were no other needed," Maxendorf urged. "For you the case is different.
Maraton?" she began. "It is uncommon, isn't it, and I'm only just over from the States. I dare say you read about all those awful doings in Chicago." Maraton, without direct reply, inclined his head. Mrs. Bollington-Watts continued volubly. "My brother is a judge out in Chicago. It was he who signed the warrant for Maraton's arrest.
Maraton divided a bundle of notes into half and made Aaron take one portion. "Look after Julia," he directed, "and I think you'd better keep away from me. A good many of them knew that you were my secretary. Look after your sister. Keep quiet for a time. Wait." He tore a sheet of paper from his pocket-book, wrote a few lines upon it and twisted it up.
"Before I leave London," Maraton said, "I must see Maxendorf once more." Selingman stroked his face thoughtfully. "Your risk," he remarked. "Don't you let these chaps think you are mixed up with Maxendorf." "I must see Maxendorf," Maraton insisted. "When I leave London to-night, the die is cast. I have cut myself adrift from everything in life. I shall make enemies with every class of society.
Can't you bear to strike a blow for the great things? You and I see so well the utter barbarism of warfare, the hideous waste of our mighty armaments, draining the money like blood from our countries, and all for senselessness, all just to keep alive that strange spirit which belongs to the days of romance, and the days of romance only. It's a workaday world now, Maraton.
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