Then he threw himself into a chair.
'Now let's talk sense a little.' Elizabeth's attentive look, and lips quivering with amusement which she tried in vain to suppress, and he was determined not to see, showed her more than willing.
'I suppose you think--like that fellow I've just routed--that it's a uestion of food production.

It isn't! It's a question of _liberty_--_versus_ bondage.

If we can only survive as slaves, then wipe us out! That's my view.' 'Wasn't there a bishop once who said he would rather have England free than sober ?' asked Elizabeth.
'And a very sensible man,' growled the Squire, 'though in general I've no use for bishops.

Now you understand, I hope?
This is going to be a test case.

I'll make England ring.' 'Are you sure they can't settle it at once, under the Defence of the Realm Act ?' 'Not they!' said the Squire triumphantly.