Сестра Керри

Chapter XLI. The Strike

           ShewasexceedinglywrathfulandstruckatHurstwood,whododged.Thereupon,hercompanions,dulyencouraged,jumpedonthecarandpulledHurstwoodover.Hehadhardlytimetospeakorshoutbeforehefell.

           “Letgoofme,”hesaid,fallingonhisside.

           “Ah,yousucker,”heheardsomeonesay.Kicksandblowsrainedonhim.Heseemedtobesuffocating.Thentwomenseemedtobedragginghimoffandhewrestledforfreedom.

           “Letup,”saidavoice,“you’reallright.Standup.”

           Hewasletlooseandrecoveredhimself.Nowherecognisedtwoofficers.Hefeltasifhewouldfaintfromexhaustion.Somethingwaswetonhischin.Heputuphishandandfelt,thenlooked.Itwasred.

           “Theycutme,”hesaid,foolishly,fishingforhishandkerchief.

           “Now,now,”saidoneoftheofficers.“It’sonlyascratch.”

           Hissensesbecameclearednowandhelookedaround.Hewasstandinginalittlestore,wheretheylefthimforthemoment.Outside,hecouldsee,ashestoodwipinghischin,thecarandtheexcitedcrowd.Apatrolwagonwasthere,andanother.

           Hewalkedoverandlookedout.Itwasanambulance,backingin.

           Hesawsomeenergeticchargingbythepoliceandarrestsbeingmade.

           “Comeon,now,ifyouwanttotakeyourcar,”saidanofficer,openingthedoorandlookingin.Hewalkedout,feelingratheruncertainofhimself.Hewasverycoldandfrightened.

           “Where’stheconductor?”heasked.

           “Oh,he’snotherenow,”saidthepoliceman.

           Hurstwoodwenttowardthecarandsteppednervouslyon.Ashedidsotherewasapistolshot.Somethingstunghisshoulder.

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