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`` Well , '' answered the reporter , `` he 's just figuring on leading the children of Israel into the promised land . '' `` It 's a pity the Egyptians could n't kill him , '' shouted the editor ; `` cut him down to half a column . '' And `` The Big Wind '' went on blowing . At six o'clock he had left the children of Israel to their fate , and was grappling with the Norman invasion of England . The House adjourned for dinner then , and it is on record that as they walked the corridor to the dining-room , a member of the cabinet asked the premier , `` Where in the name of all we stand for is this fellow going to land ? '' that the premier , without even the trace of a blush , answered in two words , and that one of them rhymed with `` well . '' `` The Big Wind '' resumed his address at eight o'clock at night and concluded it at eleven , with a few playful allusions to the Peninsular War and an expression of regret that time did not permit of his dealing with other matters no less important .