.and then all the people cheered again, and one man, who was more excited than the rest, flung his hat high into the air, and shouted (as well as I could make out) 'Who roar for the Sub-Warden?' Everybody roared, but whether it was for the Sub-Warden, or not, did not clearly appear: some were shouting 'Bread!' and some 'Taxes!', but no one seemed to know what it was they really wanted. All this I saw from the open window of the Warden's breakfast-saloon, looking across the shoulder of the Lord