“Larger liberty wouldn’t be possible,” said Builder Stott.  “Why, I’ve just had to shudder once in a while, but the speakers meant what they said, and I rejoiced that there was somewhere where they could say it.”

“I’ve said everything I’ve wanted to,” remarked Squire Woodhouse.

“That’s so,” exclaimed Insurance President Lottson.

“I haven’t seen any man put down,” testified Captain Maile, “and I don’t yet understand what to make of it.”

“Nobody could ask a fairer show,” declared Mr. Radley.

“The utmost courtesy has been displayed toward me,” said Dr. Fahrenglotz, “although I am conscious my views are somewhat at variance with those of others.”

“The nature of proof has not been as clearly understood as it should have been,” said young Lawyer Scott; “but no one has lacked opportunity to express his sentiments.”

“So far from fault being found with the freedom of speech,” said Mr. Alleman, “the sentiment of the class is, I think, that the expression of additional individual impressions would have been cordially welcomed, as they will also hereafter be.”

Young Mr. Banty felt himself to be utterly annihilated, and the pillars of the class looked more stable and enduring than ever, and felt greatly relieved when the session ended, and they could congratulate each other on the glorious spirit of liberty which had marked their collective deliberations.  And when Squire Woodhouse dashed impetuously from the room, and returned to report that Dr. Humbletop’s class consisted of one solitary pupil, several of the members unconsciously indulged in some hearty hand-shaking.