This knock-out blow put the colonel out of action, and Aurelle asked Major Parker why he objected to universal suffrage. "But don’t you see, my dear Aurelle, that it is the most extravagant idea that humanity has ever conceived? Our political system will be considered more monstrous than slavery in a thousand years. One man, one vote, whatever the man is! Do you pay the same price for a good horse as for a crock?" "Have you ever heard the immortal reasoning of our Courteline? ’Why should I pay twelve francs for an umbrella when I can get a glass of beer for six sous?’" "Equal rights for men!" continued the major vehemently. "Why not equal courage and equal intelligence while you are about it?" Aurelle loved the major’s impassioned and pleasant harangues and, to keep the discussion going, said that he did not see how one could refuse a people the right to choose their leaders. "To control them, Aurelle, yes; but to choose them, never! An aristocracy cannot be elected. It is or it isn’t. Why, if I were to attempt to choose the Commander-in-Chief or the Superintendent of Guy’s Hospital I should be shut up; but, if I wish to have a voice in the election of the Chancellor of the Exchequer or the First Lord of the Admiralty, I’m a good citizen!" "That is not quite correct, major. Ministers are not elected. Mind, I agree with you that our political system is imperfect; but so are all human affairs. And then, ’_La pire des Chambres vaut mieux que la meilleure des antichambres_.’" "I piloted round London lately," replied the major, "an Arab chief who honoured me with his friendship, and when I had shown him the House of Commons and explained what went on there, he remarked, ’It must give you a lot of trouble cutting off those six hundred heads when you are not pleased with the Government.’" "Messiou," said the colonel, exasperated. "I am going to play ’Destiny Waltz’ for you." * * * * * Major Parker remained silent while the waltz unrolled its rhythmic phrases, but he ruminated over his old resentment against that "horrible fellow Hébert" and, as soon as the record had ground out its final notes, he started a new attack on Aurelle. "What advantage," he said, "could the French have found in changing their government eight times in a century? Revolutions have become a national institution with you. In England, it would be impossible. If a crowd collected at Westminster and made a disturbance, the policeman would tell them to go away and they would do so." "What an idea!" said Aurelle, who did not like Revolutions, but who thought he ought to defend an old French lady against this hot-headed Saxon. "You must not forget, major, that you also cut off your King’s head. No policeman intervened to save Charles Stuart, as far as I know."