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"If the worst comes to the worst," said Redwood at last, in a
strenuously calm voice, "I shall give the Food to my little Teddy with
my own hands."
III.
It was only a few days after this that Redwood opened his paper to find
that the Prime Minister had promised a Royal Commission on Boomfood.
This sent him, newspaper in hand, round to Bensington's flat.
"Winkles, I believe, is making mischief for the stuff. He plays into the
hands of Caterham. He keeps on talking about it, and what it is going to
do, and alarming people. If he goes on, I really believe he'll hamper
our inquiries. Even as it is--with this trouble about my little boy--"
Bensington wished Winkles wouldn't.
"
Do you notice how he has dropped into the way of calling it Boomfood?"
I don't like that name," said Bensington, with a glance over his
"
glasses.
"
It is just so exactly what it is--to Winkles."
Why does he keep on about it? It isn't his!"
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