One afternoon last week Donald Campbell, young Edinburgh University Latin Lecturer, and his wife, returning from a Paris honeymoon, stepped up to the check room in London's crowded King's Cross Station. From beneath the counter came an explosion that destroyed the check room, burst suitcases and trunks, bowled over scores of passersby, stripped the clothes from two women. As the clouds of choking, acrid smoke rolled away Donald Campbell, both legs blown off, lay dying. Sprawled around him, 15 wounded men and women, including his bride, fed the bloody pools gathering on...

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