It is to be noted that the kingdom aforesaid was not so much a kingdom as a United States—a collection of self-ruling guilds, municipalities, or republics, bound together by a common method of viewing life. 'There once were seven kings in Bohemia'—and a good many more; but there never was a King of Bohemia. These small free States, then, broke up gradually, from various causes and with varying speed; and I think ours was one of the last to go.
With us, as with many others, it was a case of lost leaders. 'Just for a handful of silver he left us;' though it was not exactly that, but rather that, having got the handful of silver, they wanted a wider horizon to fling it about under than Bloomsbury afforded.
'So they left us for their pleasure; and in due time, one by one—'
But I will not be morose about them; they had honestly earned their success, and we all honestly rejoiced at it, and do so still.
When old Pan was dead and Apollo's bow broken, there were many faithful pagans who would worship at no new shrines, but went out to the hills and caves, truer to the old gods in their discrowned desolation than
