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"
I
’
ll
have
you
arrested
,
the
pair
of
you
,
you
b
-
b
-
big
brutes
,
"
sobbed
the
erring
soul
.
"
No
,
his
mouth
is
too
pretty
and
too
weak
.
"
Martin
shook
his
head
lugubriously
.
"
I
’
m
afraid
I
’
ve
numbed
my
hand
in
vain
.
The
young
man
cannot
reform
.
He
will
become
eventually
a
very
great
and
successful
newspaper
man
.
He
has
no
conscience
.
That
alone
will
make
him
great
.
"
With
that
the
cub
passed
out
the
door
in
trepidation
to
the
last
for
fear
that
Brissenden
would
hit
him
in
the
back
with
the
bottle
he
still
clutched
.
In
the
next
morning
’
s
paper
Martin
learned
a
great
deal
more
about
himself
that
was
new
to
him
.
"
We
are
the
sworn
enemies
of
society
,
"
he
found
himself
quoted
as
saying
in
a
column
interview
.
"
No
,
we
are
not
anarchists
but
socialists
.
"
When
the
reporter
pointed
out
to
him
that
there
seemed
little
difference
between
the
two
schools
,
Martin
had
shrugged
his
shoulders
in
silent
affirmation
.
His
face
was
described
as
bilaterally
asymmetrical
,
and
various
other
signs
of
degeneration
were
described
.
Especially
notable
were
his
thuglike
hands
and
the
fiery
gleams
in
his
blood
-
shot
eyes
.
He
learned
,
also
,
that
he
spoke
nightly
to
the
workmen
in
the
City
Hall
Park
,
and
that
among
the
anarchists
and
agitators
that
there
inflamed
the
minds
of
the
people
he
drew
the
largest
audiences
and
made
the
most
revolutionary
speeches
.
The
cub
painted
a
high
-
light
picture
of
his
poor
little
room
,
its
oil
-
stove
and
the
one
chair
,
and
of
the
death
’
s
-
head
tramp
who
kept
him
company
and
who
looked
as
if
he
had
just
emerged
from
twenty
years
of
solitary
confinement
in
some
fortress
dungeon
.
The
cub
had
been
industrious
.
He
had
scurried
around
and
nosed
out
Martin
’
s
family
history
,
and
procured
a
photograph
of
Higginbotham
’
s
Cash
Store
with
Bernard
Higginbotham
himself
standing
out
in
front
.
That
gentleman
was
depicted
as
an
intelligent
,
dignified
businessman
who
had
no
patience
with
his
brother
-
in
-
law
’
s
socialistic
views
,
and
no
patience
with
the
brother
-
in
-
law
,
either
,
whom
he
was
quoted
as
characterizing
as
a
lazy
good
-
for
-
nothing
who
wouldn
’
t
take
a
job
when
it
was
offered
to
him
and
who
would
go
to
jail
yet
.
Hermann
Von
Schmidt
,
Marian
’
s
husband
,
had
likewise
been
interviewed
.
He
had
called
Martin
the
black
sheep
of
the
family
and
repudiated
him
.
"
He
tried
to
sponge
off
of
me
,
but
I
put
a
stop
to
that
good
and
quick
,
"
Von
Schmidt
had
said
to
the
reporter
.
"
He
knows
better
than
to
come
bumming
around
here
.
A
man
who
won
’
t
work
is
no
good
,
take
that
from
me
.
"
This
time
Martin
was
genuinely
angry
.
Brissenden
looked
upon
the
affair
as
a
good
joke
,
but
he
could
not
console
Martin
,
who
knew
that
it
would
be
no
easy
task
to
explain
to
Ruth
.
As
for
her
father
,
he
knew
that
he
must
be
overjoyed
with
what
had
happened
and
that
he
would
make
the
most
of
it
to
break
off
the
engagement
.
How
much
he
would
make
of
it
he
was
soon
to
realize
.
The
afternoon
mail
brought
a
letter
from
Ruth
.
Martin
opened
it
with
a
premonition
of
disaster
,
and
read
it
standing
at
the
open
door
when
he
had
received
it
from
the
postman
.
As
he
read
,
mechanically
his
hand
sought
his
pocket
for
the
tobacco
and
brown
paper
of
his
old
cigarette
days
.
He
was
not
aware
that
the
pocket
was
empty
or
that
he
had
even
reached
for
the
materials
with
which
to
roll
a
cigarette
.
It
was
not
a
passionate
letter
.
There
were
no
touches
of
anger
in
it
.
But
all
the
way
through
,
from
the
first
sentence
to
the
last
,
was
sounded
the
note
of
hurt
and
disappointment
.
She
had
expected
better
of
him
.
She
had
thought
he
had
got
over
his
youthful
wildness
,
that
her
love
for
him
had
been
sufficiently
worth
while
to
enable
him
to
live
seriously
and
decently
.
And
now
her
father
and
mother
had
taken
a
firm
stand
and
commanded
that
the
engagement
be
broken
.
That
they
were
justified
in
this
she
could
not
but
admit
.
Their
relation
could
never
be
a
happy
one
.
It
had
been
unfortunate
from
the
first
.
But
one
regret
she
voiced
in
the
whole
letter
,
and
it
was
a
bitter
one
to
Martin
.
"
If
only
you
had
settled
down
to
some
position
and
attempted
to
make
something
of
yourself
,
"
she
wrote
.
"
But
it
was
not
to
be
.
Your
past
life
had
been
too
wild
and
irregular
.
I
can
understand
that
you
are
not
to
be
blamed
.
You
could
act
only
according
to
your
nature
and
your
early
training
.
So
I
do
not
blame
you
,
Martin
.
Please
remember
that
.
It
was
simply
a
mistake
.
As
father
and
mother
have
contended
,
we
were
not
made
for
each
other
,
and
we
should
both
be
happy
because
it
was
discovered
not
too
late
.
"
"
There
is
no
use
trying
to
see
me
,
"
she
said
toward
the
last
.
"
It
would
be
an
unhappy
meeting
for
both
of
us
,
as
well
as
for
my
mother
.
I
feel
,
as
it
is
,
that
I
have
caused
her
great
pain
and
worry
.
I
shall
have
to
do
much
living
to
atone
for
it
.
"
He
read
it
through
to
the
end
,
carefully
,
a
second
time
,
then
sat
down
and
replied
.
He
outlined
the
remarks
he
had
uttered
at
the
socialist
meeting
,
pointing
out
that
they
were
in
all
ways
the
converse
of
what
the
newspaper
had
put
in
his
mouth
.
Toward
the
end
of
the
letter
he
was
God
’
s
own
lover
pleading
passionately
for
love
.
"
Please
answer
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
in
your
answer
you
have
to
tell
me
but
one
thing
.
Do
you
love
me
?
That
is
all
—
the
answer
to
that
one
question
.
"
