Well, wealth and power, the friends so needed in dark days, had not been made, and Barode Barouche realized he had naught left.

He had been too successful from the start; he had had all his own way; and he had taken no pains to make or keep friends.

He well knew there was no man in the Cabinet or among his colleagues that would stir to help him--he had stirred to help no man in all the years he had served the public.

It was no good only to serve the public, for democracy is a weak stick on which to lean.

One must stand by individuals or there is no defence against the malicious foes that follow the path of defeat, that ambush the way.