И проиграли бой

           "Sure,I’llsitdown."

           "O.K.Nowyoucankickmeoutofthecampifyouwantto.They’llmakeroomformeinjail.Oryoucanletmestay.ButifIstay,I’mgoingtoputthisover,andIcandoit."

           Londonsighed."I’msickofit.Nothin’buttrouble.I’dgiveyouthejobinaminute,evenifyouain’tnothingbutakid.I’mtheboss."

           "That’swhy,"Jimbrokein."I’llputouttheordersthroughyou.Don’tgetmewrong,London;itisn’tauthorityIwant,it’saction.AllIwantistoputoverthestrike."

           Londonaskedhelplessly,"Whatd’youthink,Mac?What’sthiskidputtin’over?"

           "Idon’tknow.Ithoughtitmightbepoisonfromthatshot,butheseemstotalksense,"Maclaughed,andhislaughdroppedheavilyintosilence.

           "ThewholethingsoundskindofBolshevik,"Londonsaid.

           "Whatdoyoucarewhatitsoundslike,ifitworks?"Jimreplied."Youreadytolisten?"

           "Idon’tknow.Oh,sure,shoot."

           "Allright,tomorrowmorningwe’regoingtosmackthosescabs.Iwantyoutopickthebestfighters.Givethemenclubs.Iwanttwocarstogotogether,alwaysinpairs.Thecops’llprobablypatroltheroads,andputupbarricades.Nowwecan’tlet’emstopus.Iftheyputupbarricades,letthefirstcarknock’emofftheroad,andthesecondpickupthemenfromthewreckandgoonthrough.Understand?Anythingwestartgoesthrough.Ifwedon’tsucceed;we’refartherbackthanwhenwestarted."