In such a condition of things it would be folly to mince matters, to speak softly while everything was going to pieces.

He repeated, once for all, it was their own fault.

Science could supply the remedy, and science alone; if they would not call in the aid of science they must suffer, and their privations must be upon their own heads.

Science said, Drain, use artificial manure, plough deeply, keep the best breed of stock, put capital into the soil.

Call science to their aid, and they might defy the seasons.
The professor sat down and thrust his hand through his hair.