Now that the government--the Air Trust, that is to say--is running the railways and telegraphs and telephones, a strike is treason--and treason is death! Kate, this year of grace, 1925, is worse than ever I dreamed it would be.

Oh, infinitely worse! No wonder our movement has been driven largely underground.

No wonder that the war of mass and class is drawing near--the actual, physical war between the Air Trust few and the vast, toiling, suffering, stifling world!" She nodded.
"Yes," said she, "it's coming, and soon.

Things are as you say, and even worse than you say, Gabriel.

I know more of them, now, than you can know.