ell, it has been developing ever since. But I can't for the
life of me guess at the possible results of an English
Parliamentary attack on a government. It's like a baseball man
watching a game of cricket. He can't see when the player is out or
why, or what caused it. Of course, the submarine may torpedo Lloyd
George and his Government. It looks very like it may overturn the
Admiralty, as Gallipoli did. If this public finds out the whole
truth, it will demand somebody's head. But I'm only a baseball man;
cricket is beyond me.

But Lloyd George will outlive the war as an active force, whatever
happen to him in the meantime. He's too heavily charged with
electricity to stop activity. The war has ended a good many careers
that seemed to have long promise. It is ending more every day. But
there is only one Lloyd George, and, whatever else he lack, he
doesn't lack life.

I heard all the speeches in both Houses on the resolution of
appreciation of our coming into the war--Bonar Law's, Asquith's
(one of the best), Dillon's, a Labour man's, and, in the Lords,
Curzon's, Crewe's, the Archbishop's (who delivered in the course of
his remarks a benediction on me) and Bryce's (almost the best of
all). It wasn't "oratory," but it was well said and well meant.
They know how badly they need help and they do mean to be as good
to us as their benignant insularity will permit. They are changing.
I can't describe the great difference that the war has made in
them. They'll almost become docile in a little more time.

And we came in in the nick of time for them--in very truth. If we
hadn't, their exchange would have gone down soon and they know it.
I shall never forget the afternoon I spent with Mr. Balfour and Mr.
Bonar Law on that subject. They saw blue ruin without our financial
help. And now, if we can save them from submarines, those that know
will know how vital our help was. Again, the submarine is the great
and grave and perhaps the only danger now. If that can be scotched,
I believe the whole Teutonic military structure would soon tumble.
If not, the Germans may go on as long as they can feed their army,
allowing their people to starve.

Of course, you know, we're on rations now--yet we suffer no
inconvenience on that score. But these queer people (they