of the half pint grenades by two thousand pounds of TNT and gave him the picture which he saw.
So, on his bed or in his chair where he had to hold himself up with his hands, he began amusing himself with building his plan and talking about it.
He might merely have continued to talk, had not Bane come in. His talk and his scheme struck dry tinder in Bane's broken mind; it fired Bane's mood. Bane seized the idea and, not bound to any bed nor to any chair where he had to hold himself upright with his hands, Bane busied himself. He recruited men from Cawder's organization to practice what Cawder preached. Bane became the driving force, driving—or attempting to drive—Cawder himself.
For Cawder was holding back; Cawder still talked only of the grandiloquent scheme which could never be completely prepared. Bane moved for immediate results; he had in hand a project which he could pursue.
"He has his airplanes and bombs to attack a ship at sea!"
