'We can't possibly expand our recruitment programme. It simply isn't our way.' 'You said it was the duty of every Humanist to be a missionary, to spread the knowledge.' 'It's also our duty not to get caught and risk handing the whole damn network to the Inquisition!' 'Network! It's not a network. It's a cosy little club! You've said yourself there's barely a few hundred of you in the whole damn country of faith. Do you want the children you saved as a Vaccinator to grow up in the same shitty world we did? And what about their children's children? And the children after that?' 'Trafford, we can't start a revolution.' 'Why not? Why can't we start a revolution? We need a revolution.' The two men were facing each other in the anteroom of the Finchley library. 'No, Trafford, we need evolution! Sober thinkers, not impetuous hotheads. What's your hurry?' Cassius asked. 'When you called me you said it was urgent. Why did you have to drag me across the lake to ask me this now?' 'It is urgent,' Trafford pleaded.
