We deplored the necessity.

The Press wept over it.

That, however, was not the politic tone for us while the Imperial berg of Polar ice watched us keenly; and the Press proceeded to remind us that we had once been bull-dogs.

Was there not an animal within us having a right to a turn now and then?
And was it not (Falstaff, on a calm world, was quoted) for the benefit of our constitutions now and then to loosen the animal?
Granting the necessity, of course.

By dint of incessantly speaking of the necessity we granted it unknowingly.