"Dumb lies the world; the wild-yelling world with all its madness is behind thee!" I started for England next evening, and travelled right through. I sent one wire to Jim from Berlin and another from Flushing, where I found a reply from him waiting me. "All well, meeting you."
"Thy head is on the block; the axe rushes dumb lies the world; that wild-yelling world, and all its madness, is behind thee." There is a passage in Carlyle's tempestuous narrative of the taking of the Bastille which has always seemed to me to give it the last consummate touch of greatness.
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