И проиграли бой

           "No.Youcan’thaveit."

           "Youmenshotastrike-breaker.We’llbringthecharge.Iwantthatbodyforthecoroner."

           London’seyesglowedredly.Hesaidsimply,"Mister,youknowtheguysthatkilledthislittleman;youknowwhodidit.Yougotlawsandyoudon’tkeep’em."Themobwassilent,listening.

           "Itellyou,Iwantthatbody."

           Londonsaidplaintively,"Can’tyousee,mister?Ifyouguysdon’tgetthehelloutofhere,can’tyouseeyou’regoin’getkilled?Can’tyouseethat,mister?Don’tyouknowwhenyoucan’tgonofurther?"

           Fromthemobtherecamearustleofreleasedbreath.Thesheriffsaid,"I’mnotthroughwithyou,"buthebackedaway,andhisdeputiesbackedaway.Themobgrowled,sosoftlythatitsoundedlikeamoan.LondonsetJoyoverthetailboardofthetruck,andheclimbedinandliftedthebodyforward,untilitleanedagainstthebackofthecab.

           Dakinstartedhismotorandbackedaroundandrolledalongthestreet,andthedull,menacingmobfellinbehind.Theymadenonoise.Theywalkedwithheavy,paddingfootsteps.

           Nomotorcyclepolicelinedtheroad.Thestreetsandtheroadsweredesertedontheirlineofmarch.MacandJimwalkedalittletoonesideofthetruck."Wasitvigilantes,Mac?"

           "Yep.Buttheyoverdiditthistime.Everythingwentwrongforthem.Thatsteam—ifourguyscould’veheardtheshootingbetter,they’dprobablyhaverunaway.Butthesteamwastooloud.Itwasovertoosoon;ourguysdidn’thaveachancetogetscared.No,theymadeamistake."