And so for a space, and as far as this convenience left him leisure, he still continued to participate in the development of this new element in human history, the Food of the Gods.
The public mind, following its own mysterious laws of selection, had chosen him as the one and only responsible Inventor and Promoter of this new wonder; it would hear nothing of Redwood, and without a protest it allowed Cossar to follow his natural impulse into a terribly prolific obscurity.

Before he was aware of the drift of these things, Mr.
Bensington was, so to speak, stark and dissected upon the hoardings.

His baldness, his curious general pinkness, and his golden spectacles had become a national possession.

Resolute young men with large expensive-looking cameras and a general air of complete authorisation took possession of the flat for brief but fruitful periods, let off flash lights in it that filled it for days with dense, intolerable vapour, and retired to fill the pages of the syndicated magazines with their admirable photographs of Mr.Bensington complete and at home in his second-best jacket and his slashed shoes.

Other resolute-mannered persons of various ages and sexes dropped in and told him things about Boomfood--it was _Punch_ first called the stuff "Boomfood"-- and afterwards reproduced what they had said as his own original contribution to the Interview.