a site, which is one of Mr. Barnacle's provisos. It is suggested that you donate that plot of grass land at the head of High Street, under the hill where the road turns to the left."
"I see; which means that there will be built a blatant, red-brick, red-tiled piece of architectural modernity dominating the High Street, and completely out of keeping with the rest of the village. Suppose, then, I refuse the request of the delegation?"
Wilson shrugged his shoulders.
"In that case, my lord, you will effectually put an end to the project."
"Quite so, Wilson. I hope you see now into what a predicament you have placed me. If I give the ground, I shall spoil the village, and if I refuse, all the newspapers in the country will hold me up to scorn as the tyrannical landlord, quite callous regarding the culture of the people. I shall be charged with keeping them in the dark, so that they may vote in consonance with my own ignorance."
"Adverse comment may be very easily prevented, my lord."
"It could have been prevented easily if you had taken action in time, but I am not going to interfere with the liberty of the British Press.
