Early last Sunday afternoon little knots of people began gathering in front of Buckingham Palace and No. 10 Downing St. The little knots grew until Downing Street had to be cleared by police. The crowds overflowed into Whitehall and down to Trafalgar Square. They were anxious but good-humored. Each Cabinet Minister as he arrived was greeted with shouts: "Good Old Snowden!" "There's Jimmy! Gor Blimey!"
Darkness fell, the crowds stayed, still growing. As tenseness increased an immaculate young man with a monocle in his eye, yellow gloves and tight rolled umbrella firmly gripped in his hand, inspected the crowd with...
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