The men in the clubs were better informed. They clustered round the tape

or talked in groups in their smoking-rooms.

"He has no weapons. He would have gone to Sevenoaks if he had been put

up to it."

"Caterham will handle him...."

The shopmen told their customers. The waiters in restaurants snatched a

moment for an evening paper between the courses. The cabmen read it

immediately after the betting news....

The placards of the chief government evening paper were conspicuous with

"Grasping the Nettle." Others relied for effect on: "Giant Redwood

continues to meet the Princess." The Echo struck a line of its own

with: "Rumoured Revolt of Giants in the North of England. The Sunderland

Giants start for Scotland." The, Westminster Gazette sounded its usual

warning note. "Giants Beware," said the Westminster Gazette, and tried

to make a point out of it that might perhaps serve towards uniting the

Liberal party--at that time greatly torn between seven intensely

egotistical leaders. The later newspapers dropped into uniformity. "The

Giant in the New Kent Road," they proclaimed.

What I want to know," said the pale young man in the tea shop, "is why

we aren't getting any news of the young Cossars. You'd think they'd be

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