Then a man got up to tackle me, not a native, but some wretched London agitator.

As I looked at him--a little chap With fiery eyes and receding brow--and heard his cockney patter, my temper went utterly.

I made a fool of him, and I abused the whole assembly, and, funnily enough, I carried them with me.

People say I helped my cause immensely." "It is possible," said Wratislaw dryly.

"The Scot has a sense of humour and has no objection to seeing his prophets put to shame.