He had long known Stepan Lanovitch of Thors as one of the many who go about the world doing good with their eyes shut.

For the moment he had absolutely no use for this well-meaning blunderer.
"I am afraid," he said, "that it has got beyond control.

We cannot stamp it out now except by force, and I would rather not do that.

Our only hope is that it may burn itself out.

The talkers must get hoarse in time." Lanovitch shook his head.
"They have been talking since the days of Ananias," he said, "and they are not hoarse yet.