grating； and on this Gregory struck five times。 A heavy voice with a foreign accent asked him who he was。 To this he gave the more or less unexpected reply； 〃Mr。 Joseph Chamberlain。〃 The heavy hinges began to move； it was obviously some kind of password。
Inside the doorway the passage gleamed as if it were lined with a network of steel。 On a second glance； Syme saw that the glittering pattern was really made up of ranks and ranks of rifles and revolvers； closely packed or interlocked。
〃I must ask you to forgive me all these formalities；〃 said Gregory； 〃we have to be very strict here。〃
〃Oh； don't apologise；〃 said Syme。 〃I know your passion for law and order；〃 and he stepped into the passage lined with the steel weapons。 With his long； fair hair and rather foppish frock…coat； he looked a singularly frail and fanciful figure as he walked down that shining avenue of death。
They passed through several such passages； and came out at last into a queer steel chamber with curved walls； almost spherical in shape； but presenting； with its tiers of benches； something of the appearance of a scientific lecture…theatre。 There were no rifles or pistols in this apartment； but round the walls of it were hung more dubious and dreadful shapes； things that looked like the bulbs of iron plants； or the eggs of iron birds。 They were bombs； and the very room itself seemed like the inside of a bomb。 Syme knocked his cigar ash off against the wall； and went in。
〃And now； my dear Mr。 Syme；〃 said Gregory； throwing himself in an expansive manner on the bench under the largest bomb； 〃now we are quite cosy； so let us talk properly。 Now no human words can give you any notion of why I brought you here。 It was one of those quite arbitrary emotions； like jumping off a cliff or falling in love。 Suffice it to say that you were an inexpressibly irritating fellow； and； to do you justice； you are still。 I would break twenty oaths of secrecy for the pleasure of taking you down a peg。 That way you have of lighting a cigar would make a priest break the seal of confession。 Well； you said that you were quite certain I was not a serious anarchist。 Does this place strike you as being serious？〃
〃It does seem to have a moral under all its gaiety；〃 assented Syme； 〃but may I ask you two questions？ You need not fear to give me information； because； as you remember； you very wisely extorted from me a promise not to tell the police； a promise I shall certainly keep。 So it is in mere curiosity that I make my queries。 First of all； what is it really all about？ What is it you object to？ You want to abolish Government？〃
〃To abolish God！〃 said Gregory； opening the eyes of a fanatic。 〃We do not only want to upset a few despotisms and police regulations； that sort of anarchism does exist； but it is a mere branch of the Nonconformists。 We dig deeper and we blow you higher。 We wish to deny all those arbitrary distinctions of vice and virtue； honour and treachery； upon which mere rebels base themselves。 The silly sentimentalists of the French Revolution talked of the Rights of Man！ We hate Rights as we hate Wrongs。 We have abolished Right and Wrong。〃
〃And Right and Left；〃 said Syme with a simple eagerness； 〃I hope you will abolish them too。 They are much more troublesome to me。〃
〃You spoke of a second question；〃 snapped Gregory。
〃With pleasure；〃 resumed Syme。 〃In all your present acts and surroundings there is a scientific attempt at secrecy。 I have an aunt who lived over a shop； but this is the first time I have found people living from preference under a public…house。 You have a heavy iron door。 You cannot pass it without submitting to the humiliation of calling yourself Mr。 Chamberlain。 You surround yourself with steel instruments which make the place； if I may say so； more impressive than homelike。 May I ask why； after taking all this trouble to barricade yourselves in the bowels of the earth； you then parade your whole secret by talking about anarchism to every silly woman in Saffron Park？〃
Gregory smiled。
〃The answer is simple；〃 he said。 〃I told you I was a serious anarchist； and you did not believe me。 Nor do they believe me。 Unless I took them into this infernal room they would not believe me。〃
Syme smoked thoughtfully； and looked at him with interest。 Gregory went on。
〃The history of the thing might amuse you；〃 he said。 〃When first I became one of the New Anarchists I tried all kinds of respectable disguises。 I dressed up as a bishop。 I read up all about bishops in our anarchist pamphlets； in Superstition the Vampire and Priests of Prey。 I certainly understood from them that bishops are strange and terrible old men keeping a cruel secret from mankind。 I was misinformed。 When on my first appearing in episcopal gaiters in a drawing…room I cried out in a voice of thunder； 'Down！ down！ presumptuous human reason！' they found out in some way that I was not a bishop at all。 I was nabbed at once。 Then I made up as a millionaire； but I defended Capital with so much intelligence that a fool could see that I was quite poor。 Then I tried being a major。 Now I am a humanitarian myself； but I have； I hope； enough intellectual breadth to understand the position of those who； like Nietzsche； admire violencethe proud； mad war of Nature and all that； you know。 I threw myself into the major。 I drew my sword and waved it constantly。 I called out 'Blood！' abstractedly； like a man calling for wine。 I often said； 'Let the weak perish； it is the Law。' Well； well； it seems majors don't do this。 I was nabbed again。 At last I went in despair to the President of the Central Anarchist Council； who is the greatest man in Europe。〃
〃What is his name？〃 asked Syme。
〃You would not know it；〃 answered Gregory。 〃That is his greatness。 Caesar and Napoleon put all their genius into being heard of； and they were heard of。 He puts all his genius into not being heard of； and he is not heard of。 But you cannot be for five minutes in the room with him without feeling that Caesar and Napoleon would have been children in his hands。〃
He was silent and even pale for a moment； and then resumed
〃But whenever he gives advice it is always something as startling as an epigram； and yet as practical as the Bank of England。 I said to him； 'What disguise will hide me from the world？ What can I find more respectable than bishops and majors？' He looked at me with his large but indecipherable face。 'You want a safe disguise； do you？ You want a dress which will guarantee you harmless； a dress in which no one would ever look for a bomb？' I nodded。 He suddenly lifted his lion's voice。 'Why； then； dress up as an anarchist； you fool！' he roared so that the room shook。 'Nobody will ever expect you to do anything dangerous then。' And he turned his broad back on me without another word。 I took his advice； and have never regretted it。 I preached blood and murder to those women day and night； andby God！they would let me wheel their perambulators。〃
Syme sat watching him with some respect in his large； blue eyes。
〃You took me in；〃 he said。 〃It is really a smart dodge。〃
Then after a pause he added
〃What do you call this tremendous President of yours？〃
〃We generally call him Sunday；〃 replied Gregory with simplicity。 'You see； there are seven members of the Central Anarchist Council； and they are named after days of the week。 He is called Sunday； by some of his admirers Bloody Sunday。 It is curious you should mention the matter； because the very night you have dropped in （if I may so express it） is the night on which our London branch； which assembles in this room； has to elect its own deputy to fill a vacancy in the Council。 The gentleman who has for some time past played； with propriety and general applause； the difficult part of Thursday； has died quite suddenly。 Consequently； we have called a meeting this very evening to elect a successor。〃
He got to his feet and strolled across the room with a sort of smiling embarrassment。
〃I feel somehow as if you were my mother； Syme；〃 he continued casually。 〃I feel that I can confide anything to you； as you have promised to tell nobody。 In fact； I will confide to you something that I would not say in so many words to the anarchists who will be coming to the room in about ten minutes。 We shall； of course； go through a form of election； but I don't mind telling you that it is practically certain what the result will be。〃 He looked down for a moment modestly。 〃It is almost a settled thing that I am to be Thursday。〃
〃My dear fellow。〃 said Syme heartily； 〃I congratulate you。 A great career！〃
Gregory smiled in deprecation； and walked across the room； talking rapidly。
〃As a matter of fact； everything is ready for me on this table；〃 he said； 〃and the ceremony will probably be the shortest possible。〃
Syme also strolled across to the table； and found lying across it a walking…stick； which turned out on examination to be a sword…stick； a large Colt's revolver； a sandwich case； and a formidable flask of brandy。 Over the chair； beside the table； was thrown a heavy…looking cape or cloak。
〃I have only to get the form of election finished；〃 continued Gregory with animation； 〃then I snatch up this cloak and stick； stuff these other things into my pocket；