The fact is--" "I don't like this Royal Commission," said Bensington.
"I can assure you it will be all right.

I may say--I don't think it's a breach of confidence--that very possibly _I_ may have a place on the Commission--" "Oom," said Redwood, looking into the fire.
"I can put the whole thing right.

I can make it perfectly clear, first, that the stuff is controllable, and, secondly, that nothing short of a miracle is needed before anything like that catastrophe at Hickleybrow can possibly happen again.

That is just what is wanted, an authoritative assurance.

Of course, I could speak with more confidence if I knew--But that's quite by the way.