И проиграли бой

           Samspatout,"Well,we’relistenin’,ain’twe?Goonan’giveussomethin’reasonable."

           Bolter’swhiteteethflashed.Helookedaroundappreciatively."There,yousee?That’swhatItoldthem.Isaid,’Letmelayourcardsdownonthetable,’andthenletthemlaytheirsdown,andseeifwecan’tmakeahand.Americanworkingmenaren’tanimals."

           Macmuttered,"YououghttorunforCongress."

           "Ibegyourpardon?"

           "Iwastalkin’tothishereguy,"saidMac.London’sfacehadgrownhardagain.

           Bolterwenton,"That’swhatI’mherefor,tolayourcardsonthetable.ItoldyouIownanorchard,butdon’tthinkbecauseofthatIhaven’tyourinterestsatheart.Allofusknowwecan’tmakemoneyunlesstheworkingmanishappy."Hepaused,waitingforsomekindofanswer.Nonecame."Well,here’sthewayIfigureit;you’relosingmoneyandwe’relosingmoneybecausewe’resittinggrowlingateachother.Wewantyoutocomebacktowork.Thenyou’llgetyourwages,andwe’llgetourapplespicked.Thatwaywe’llbothbehappy.Willyoucomebacktowork?Noquestions,nogrudges,justtwopeoplewhofiguredthingsoutoverthetable?"

           Londonsaid,"Surewe’llgobacktowork,mister.Ain’tweAmericanworkingmen?Justgiveustheraisewewantandkickoutthescabsandwe’llbeupinthoseoldtreestomorrowmorning."

           Boltersmiledaroundatthem,oneatatime,untilhissmilehadrestedoneachface."Well,Ithinkyououghttohavearaise,"hesaid."AndItoldeverybodyIthoughtso.