To what purpose, I had asked myself, were all the
arrays of files in the long corridors I had traversed, who read in the charming library of light cherry-wood with its tiers of steel -galleries, what eyes scanned the 2,700 periodicals (the Spectator amongst them) and the 264 dailies which were subscribed for,
who read the weekly Labour Information and the monthly International Labour Review and the Monthly Record of Migration and the Industrial Safety Survey published from this office, whom did the ceaselessly ascending automatic lifts carry to what high emprise in this hive. Mr. Phelan, of the diplomatic section, told me, and when I left him I was convinced that the I.L.O., large as it already was, was destined to grow yet greater as the business of the world increased.