Сестра Керри

Chapter XLI. The Strike

           Thelatterhadstoodgazinguponthescenewithmoreastonishmentthanfear.

           “Whydon’tyoucomedownhereandgetthesestonesoffthetrack?”inquiredtheofficer.“Whatyoustandingtherefor?Doyouwanttostayhereallday?Getdown.”

           Hurstwoodbreathedheavilyinexcitementandjumpeddownwiththenervousconductorasifhehadbeencalled.

           “Hurryup,now,”saidtheotherpoliceman.

           Coldasitwas,theseofficerswerehotandmad.Hurstwoodworkedwiththeconductor,liftingstoneafterstoneandwarminghimselfbythework.

           “Ah,youscab,you!”yelledthecrowd.“Youcoward!Stealaman’sjob,willyou?Robthepoor,willyou,youthief?We’llgetyouyet,now.Wait.”

           Notallofthiswasdeliveredbyoneman.Itcamefromhereandthere,incorporatedwithmuchmoreofthesamesortandcurses.

           “Work,youblackguards,”yelledavoice.“Dothedirtywork.You’rethesuckersthatkeepthepoorpeopledown!”

           “MayGodstarveyeyet,”yelledanoldIrishwoman,whonowthrewopenanearbywindowandstuckoutherhead.

           “Yes,andyou,”sheadded,catchingtheeyeofoneofthepolicemen.“Youbloody,murtherin’thafe!Crackmysonoverthehead,willyou,youhardhearted,murtherin’divil?Ah,ye——”

           Buttheofficerturnedadeafear.

           “Gotothedevil,youoldhag,”hehalfmutteredashestaredrounduponthescatteredcompany.

           Nowthestoneswereoff,andHurstwoodtookhisplaceagainamidacontinuedchorusofepithets.Bothofficersgotupbesidehimandtheconductorrangthebell,when,bang!bang!throughwindowanddoorcamerocksandstones.

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