THE EXECUTION

Alas! the majority reckoned without Colonel Lockwood. That hardy and

undaunted veteran refused to shirk his share in the scene merely because

the minority was recalcitrant and the majority perhaps subject to stage

fright. When Mr Samuel had informed me that the Committee had no further

questions to ask me with an urbanity which gave the public no clue as to

the temper of the majority; when I had jumped up with the proper air of

relief and gratitude; when the secretary had handed me his little packet

of books with an affability which effectually concealed his dramatic

function as executioner; when the audience was simply disappointed

at being baulked of the entertainment of hearing Mr Robert Harcourt

cross-examine me; in short, when the situation was all but saved by the

tact of the Chairman and secretary, Colonel Lockwood rose, with all his

carnations blazing, and gave away the whole case by handing me, with

impressive simplicity and courtesy, his TWO copies of the precious

statement. And I believe that if he had succeeded in securing ten, he

would have handed them all back to me with the most sincere conviction

that every one of the ten must prove a crushing addition to the

weight of my discomfiture. I still cherish that second copy, a little

blue-bound pamphlet, methodically autographed "Lockwood B" among my most

valued literary trophies.

An innocent lady told me afterwards that she never knew that I could

smile so beautifully, and that she thought it shewed very good taste on

my part. I was not conscious of smiling; but I should have embraced the

Colonel had I dared. As it was, I turned expectantly to his colleagues,

mutely inviting them to follow his example. But there was only one

Colonel Lockwood on that Committee. No eye met mine except minority

eyes, dancing with mischief. There was nothing more to be said. I went

home to my morning's work, and returned in the afternoon to receive the

apologies of the minority for the conduct of the majority, and to see Mr

Granville Barker, overwhelmed by the conscience-stricken politeness of

the now almost abject Committee, and by a powerful smell of carnations,

heading the long list of playwrights who came there to testify against

the censorship, and whose treatment, I am happy to say, was everything

they could have desired.

After all, ridiculous as the scene was, Colonel Lockwood's simplicity

and courage were much more serviceable to his colleagues than their own

inept coup de theatre would have been if he had not spoiled it. It was

plain to every one that he had acted in entire good faith, without a

thought as to these apparently insignificant little books being of any

importance or having caused me or anybody else any trouble, and that

he was wounded in his most sensitive spot by the construction my Times

letter had put on his action. And in Colonel Lockwood's case one saw the

case of his party on the Committee. They had simply been thoughtless in

the matter.

I hope nobody will suppose that this in any way exonerates them. When

people accept public service for one of the most vital duties that can

arise in our society, they have no right to be thoughtless. In spite of

the fun of the scene on the surface, my public sense was, and still is,

very deeply offended by it. It made an end for me of the claim of the

majority to be taken seriously. When the Government comes to deal with

the question, as it presumably will before long, I invite it to be

guided by the Chairman, the minority, and by the witnesses according to

their weight, and to pay no attention whatever to those recommendations

which were obviously inserted solely to conciliate the majority and get

the report through and the Committee done with.

My evidence will be found in the Bluebook, pp. 46-53. And here is the

terrible statement which the Committee went through so much to suppress.

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