"Pointed at what?"
"At the Trades Unions, sir."
"But what," cried the King, astonished, "have a widow and children to do with the Trades Unions?"
"The man was working against orders, your Majesty."
"But at somebody's orders, I suppose? Anyway, it was for the Government."
"Oh no, sir!" Correctitude protested against so dangerous an implication.
"But surely! Wasn't he there at the orders of the Board of Works?"
"At the orders of the contractor, your Majesty."
"Who was under contract with the Board to complete by a certain date."
"That, sir, cannot be denied."