The Dumpling by Coulson Kernahan

Because the Rising had seemingly broken out in one day, because on the Saturday night London had gone to bed in peace and quietness, on the Sunday night London was aflame, and, on the Monday morning, London was apparently at peace again -- because of all this, some hope was entertained in certain high official quarters that the trouble would subside as suddenly as it had arisen.

So, at least -- possibly for the prevention of panic -- it was pretended, and when, at mid-day, there was no sign of a reassembling of the forces under the Dumpling's command the belief was expressed in certain early afternoon papers that the threatened safety of the Empire was assured.