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Chapter 13
Theyaremisleadingyou,tellingyoulies.Theyonlywanttostiruptrouble.They’reprofessionaltrouble-makers,paidtocausestrikes."
Macstoodupfromhishaunches."Well,thedirtyrats,"hesaid."Misleadin’Americanworkin’men,arethey?Prob’lygettin’paidbyRussia,don’tyouthink,Mr.Bolter?"
Themanlookedbackathimforalongtime,andthehealthyredwasgonefromhischeeks."You’regoingtomakeusfight,Iguess,"hesaid."I’msorry.Iwantedpeace.Weknowwhotheradicalsare,andwe’llhavetotakeactionagainstthem."HeturnedimploringlytoLondon."Don’tletthemmisleadyou.Comebacktowork.Weonlywantpeace."
Londonwasscowling."Ihadenougho’this,"hesaid."Youwantpeace.Well,whatwedone?Marchedintwoparades.An’whatyoudone?Shotthreeofourmen,burnedatruckandalunchwagonandshutoffourfoodsupply.I’msicko’yourGoddamnedlies,mister.I’llseeyougetoutwithoutSamgetshishandsonyou,butdon’tsendnobodyelseagaintillyou’rereadytotalkstraight."
Boltershookhisheadsadly."Wedon’twanttofightyoumen,"hesaid."Wewantyoutocomebacktowork.Butifwedohavetofight,wehaveweapons.Thehealthauthoritiesareprettyupsetaboutthiscamp.Andthegovernmentdoesn’tlikeuninspectedmeatmovinginthiscounty.Thecitizensareprettytiredofallthisriot.Andofcoursewemayhavetocalltroops,ifweneedthem."
Macgotupandwenttothetent-flapsandlookedout.Alreadytheeveningwascoming.Thecampwasquiet,forthemenstoodwatchingLondon’stent.Allthefaces,whiteinthegatheringevening,wereturnedintowardthetent.
