are erected, we must hack those too to bits. The whole
harvest must be ours. We don't want to spill our blood for the wives
and the children of others. We must plague capitalism until it gets
tired and surrenders. That is the meaning and purpose of capitalism: to
capitulate. Everything else is good for people who have no children and
no future to think of. They imagine one sort of class honor and another
sort of trade character, which at the end amounts to as little as one
had before. Class rule and trade fortune must come first; then
character will follow. When Switzerland got to that point, Swiss
character developed. But one must have courage, by Jove! Well, I have
had my say!"

He nodded at the assembly with an important and excited air, hesitated
a moment, and then got down from his chair. When he was no longer in
sight, there was a moment of silence. Then a murmur of amusement and
surprise arose and ended in good-natured laughter. But that, too, did
not last long. The old workingman who had opened the meeting got up
once more and all heads turned to him. So they passed over the rugged
cliffs of Victor's address to the order of the day and listened to the
final words of the old leader.

Yet they had taken the measure of the long-necked Swiss fighter just as
Spiele had done. By this debut he became a well-known figure and his
publicity began, without affecting or modifying his personality. The
surname Garibaldi was soon generally accepted, but with its irony
mingled something like an affectionate respect and beyond that
something of that motherly expectation which is not spoken of: he was
considered the promising child of the family. Victor on his part felt
uneasy at this kindly and somewhat sarcastic indulgence which the
submissive mass showed him from that day on. The laughter had struck
him like a thunderbolt. Yet he felt vaguely that by participating in
the movement he had linked his fate and established his kinship with
that mass. Instead of celebrating the occasion by a feast, it began
without further ceremony to correct and to train him, and this feature
of their mutual relation was one he disliked. It should have been
reversed: the mass should have been corrected and trained. It had no
backbone and no faith in its own fist. It wanted to do everything by
organization and pleading for help from Tom, Dick and Harry. It had no
real men at the head. The committee was a calculating and deliberating
bunch of old m