BANNING. Ah! but we're not funning, Mr. More. I've never known feeling run so high. The sentiment of both meetings was dead against you. We've had showers of letters to headquarters. Some from very good men--very warm friends of yours. SHELDER. Come now! It's not too late. Let's go back and tell them you won't do it again. MORE. Muzzling order? BANNING. [Bluntly] That's about it. MORE. Give up my principles to save my Parliamentary skin. Then, indeed, they might call me a degenerate! [He touches the newspapers on the table.] KATHERINE makes an abrupt and painful movement, then remains as still as before, leaning against the corner of the window-seat. BANNING. Well, Well! I know. But we don't ask you to take your words back--we only want discretion in the future. MORE. Conspiracy of silence! And have it said that a mob of newspapers have hounded me to it. BANNING. They won't say that of you. SHELDER. My dear More, aren't you rather dropping to our level? With your principles you ought not to care two straws what people say. MORE. But I do. I can't betray the dignity and courage of public men. If popular opinion is to control the utterances of her politicians, then good-bye indeed to this country! BANNING. Come now! I won't say that your views weren't sound enough before the fighting began. I've never liked our policy out there. But our blood's being spilled; and that makes all the difference. I don't suppose they'd want me exactly, but I'd be ready to go myself. We'd all of us be ready. And we can't have the man that represents us talking wild, until we've licked these fellows. That's it in a nutshell. MORE. I understand your feeling, Banning. I tender you my resignation. I can't and won't hold on where I'm not wanted. BANNING. No, no, no! Don't do that! [His accent broader and broader] You've 'ad your say, and there it is. Coom now! You've been our Member nine years, in rain and shine. SHELDER. We want to keep you, More. Come! Give us your promise --that's a good man! MORE. I don't make cheap promises. You ask too much. [There is silence, and they all look at MORE.] SHELDER. There are very excellent reasons for the Government's policy. MORE. There are always excellent reasons for having your way with the weak. SHELDER. My dear More, how can you get up any enthusiasm for those cattle-lifting ruffians? MORE. Better lift cattle than lift freedom. SHELDER. Well, all we'll ask is that you shouldn't go about the country, saying so. MORE. But that is just what I must do. [Again they all look at MORE in consternation.] HOME. Not down our way, you'll pardon me. WACE. Really--really, sir---- SHELDER. The time of crusades is past, More. MORE. Is it?