Really only three people were in that scrimmage--Mr.Austin, Colonel Saunderson and Mr.
Crean.

There was, I believe, some hustling, but of even that I saw little.

Whether it was at this moment, or when Mr.Hayes Fisher laid hands on Mr.Logan, the hissing came from the gallery, I do not know; but it was at either of these two moments--a sound hideous, unparalleled, sufficient to bring the maddest man back to reason.

And then, thinking once more that it was all over, we went into the division lobbies again.
[Sidenote: The Speaker appears.] In common with most people, I had by this time forgotten all about Mr.
Chamberlain--all about Herod--all about Judas; thinking the whole affair was over and done with; that the incident had been submerged under the row; and all I expected we had now to do was to trudge drearily and wearily through the lobbies in the long series of divisions which would precede the final passage of the Bill through Committee.

It was only the wild cheering which announced the advent of the Speaker that brought me back to the House, and gave me some idea of what had gone on.