I know of it.”
“Cities—Trusts—the Labour Department—”
“Principalities, powers, dominions—the power and the glory. Yes, I have
heard them shout. I know. I am Master. King, if you wish. With Ostrog, the Boss
—”
He paused.
She turned upon him and surveyed his face with a curious scrutiny. “Well?”
He smiled. “To take the responsibility.”
“That is what we have begun to fear.” For a moment she said no more. “No,”
she said slowly. “ You will take the responsibility. You will take the responsibility.
The people look to you.”
She spoke softly. “Listen! For at least half the years of your sleep—in every
generation—multitudes of people, in every generation greater multitudes of people, have prayed that you might awake— prayed.”
Graham moved to speak and did not.
She hesitated, and a fai
