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“
You
want
to
look
out
for
them
things
,
”
said
the
officer
on
the
left
,
condescendingly
.
“
That
’
s
right
,
”
agreed
Hurstwood
,
shamefacedly
.
“
There
’
s
lots
of
them
on
this
line
,
”
said
the
officer
on
the
right
.
Around
the
corner
a
more
populated
way
appeared
.
One
or
two
pedestrians
were
in
view
ahead
.
A
boy
coming
out
of
a
gate
with
a
tin
milk
bucket
gave
Hurstwood
his
first
objectionable
greeting
.
“
Scab
!
”
he
yelled
.
“
Scab
!
”
Hurstwood
heard
it
,
but
tried
to
make
no
comment
,
even
to
himself
.
He
knew
he
would
get
that
,
and
much
more
of
the
same
sort
,
probably
.
At
a
corner
farther
up
a
man
stood
by
the
track
and
signalled
the
car
to
stop
.
“
Never
mind
him
,
”
said
one
of
the
officers
.
“
He
’
s
up
to
some
game
.
”
Hurstwood
obeyed
.
At
the
corner
he
saw
the
wisdom
of
it
.
No
sooner
did
the
man
perceive
the
intention
to
ignore
him
,
than
he
shook
his
fist
.
“
Ah
,
you
bloody
coward
!
”
he
yelled
.
