Сестра Керри

Chapter XLI. The Strike

           Ifyouwerearegularmotorman,andhadbeentreatedaswe’vebeen,youwouldn’twantanyonetocomeinandtakeyourplace,wouldyou?Youwouldn’twantanyonetodoyououtofyourchancetogetyourrights,wouldyou?”

           “Shutheroff!shutheroff!”urgedtheotherofthepolicemen,roughly.“Getoutofthis,now,”andhejumpedtherailingandlandedbeforethecrowdandbeganshoving.Instantlytheotherofficerwasdownbesidehim.

           “Standback,now,”theyyelled.“Getoutofthis.Whatthehelldoyoumean?Out,now.”

           Itwaslikeasmallswarmofbees.

           “Don’tshoveme,”saidoneofthestrikers,determinedly.“I’mnotdoinganything.”

           “Getoutofthis!”criedtheofficer,swinginghisclub.“I’llgiveyeabatonthesconce.Back,now.”

           “Whatthehell!”criedanotherofthestrikers,pushingtheotherway,addingatthesametimesomelustyoaths.

           Crackcameanofficer’sclubonhisforehead.Heblinkedhiseyesblindlyafewtimes,wabbledonhislegs,threwuphishands,andstaggeredback.Inreturn,aswiftfistlandedontheofficer’sneck.

           Infuriatedbythis,thelatterplungedleftandright,layingaboutmadlywithhisclub.Hewasablyassistedbyhisbrotheroftheblue,whopouredponderousoathsuponthetroubledwaters.Noseveredamagewasdone,owingtotheagilityofthestrikersinkeepingoutofreach.Theystoodaboutthesidewalknowandjeered.

           “Whereistheconductor?”yelledoneoftheofficers,gettinghiseyeonthatindividual,whohadcomenervouslyforwardtostandbyHurstwood.

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