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You'd like to make yourself out a fool--[Greek: nepia]--and
you're not a fool!'
And with his hands in his pockets he made two or three long strides
up to the Nike, at the further end of the room, and back, pulling up
beside her again, as though challenging her reply.
'I assure you, sir, I wasn't trying to catch you out,' Elizabeth
began in her gentlest voice.
'Don't call me "sir." I won't have it!' cried the Squire, almost
stamping.
Then Elizabeth laughed outright.
'I'm sorry, but when I was working in the War Trade Department I
always called the head of my room "sir."'
'That's because women _like_ kow-towing--[Greek: doulosunen
anechesthai]!' said the Squire. Then he threw himself into a chair.
'Now let's talk sense a little.'
Elizabeth's attentive look, and lips quivering with amusement which
she tried in vain to suppress, and he was determined not to see,
showed her more than willing.
'I suppose you think--like that fellow I've just routed--that it's
a uestion of food production. It isn't! It's a question of
_liberty_--_versus_ bondage.


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