Perhaps there should have been a discussion. Von
Barheims once doubtful hold upon power lost any elementof doubt.
That wasthe next most urgent thing before
him.
Perhaps they did not think, but just went on
withtheir job in its new aspect. But, at any rate, they had done what they were made
todo.
The inertias of British foreign policy were
tremendous. These big ships were fighting now atdistances of two miles or less; some
were in actual contact. Imperceptibly the energy of the conflict ebbed. The British,
he thought, were swinging round to fight. Further were an outer circle of
messengers,waiting rooms for visitors, and the like.
They found themselves underorders to cease fire and
make for the nearest base.
There was no cooperation in this work between
theBritish and Americans.
The brisk young secretary returned to the
President. Theykeep their form; they still embody imperial purpose.
To be driven underground in thisfashion is already
half defeat.
The early raiders used only
highexplosives.
A torrent of patriotrecruits should be pouring into
the army from every position inlife.
And so the Battle of the North Atlantic came to its
impotentconclusion.
What did such and suchcommander know when he gave
this or that order?
I had counted on trusty allies, and Ifind I must
take precautions against them.
What had happened since tothe spirit and outlook of
our people?