Сестра Керрі

Chapter XLI. The Strike

           Themanseemedmostpeaceablyinclined.

           Hurstwoodpretendednottoseehim.Hekepthiseyesstraightonbeforeandopenedtheleverwide.Thevoicehadsomethingappealinginit.

           Allmorningthiswentonandlongintotheafternoon.Hemadethreesuchtrips.Thedinnerhehadwasnostayforsuchworkandthecoldwastellingonhim.Ateachendofthelinehestoppedtothawout,buthecouldhavegroanedattheanguishofit.Oneofthebarnmen,outofpity,loanedhimaheavycapandapairofsheepskingloves,andforoncehewasextremelythankful.

           Onthesecondtripoftheafternoonheranintoacrowdabouthalfwayalongtheline,thathadblockedthecar’sprogresswithanoldtelegraphpole.

           “Getthatthingoffthetrack,”shoutedthetwopolicemen.

           “Yah,yah,yah!”yelledthecrowd.“Getitoffyourself.”

           ThetwopolicemengotdownandHurstwoodstartedtofollow.

           “Youstaythere,”onecalled.“Someonewillrunawaywithyourcar.”

           Amidthebabelofvoices,Hurstwoodheardoneclosebesidehim.

           “Comedown,pardner,andbeaman.Don’tfightthepoor.Leavethattothecorporations.”

           Hesawthesamefellowwhohadcalledtohimfromthecorner.Now,asbefore,hepretendednottohearhim.

           “Comedown,”themanrepeatedgently.“Youdon’twanttofightpoormen.Don’tfightatall.”Itwasamostphilosophicandjesuiticalmotorman.

           Athirdpolicemanjoinedtheothertwofromsomewhereandsomeonerantotelephoneformoreofficers.Hurstwoodgazedabout,determinedbutfearful.

           Amangrabbedhimbythecoat.

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