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Some
half
dozen
men
,
standing
on
the
corner
,
flung
taunts
and
jeers
after
the
speeding
car
.
Hurstwood
winced
the
least
bit
.
The
real
thing
was
slightly
worse
than
the
thoughts
of
it
had
been
.
Now
came
in
sight
,
three
or
four
blocks
farther
on
,
a
heap
of
something
on
the
track
.
“
They
’
ve
been
at
work
,
here
,
all
right
,
”
said
one
of
the
policemen
.
“
We
’
ll
have
an
argument
,
maybe
,
”
said
the
other
.
Hurstwood
ran
the
car
close
and
stopped
.
He
had
not
done
so
wholly
,
however
,
before
a
crowd
gathered
about
.
It
was
composed
of
ex
-
motormen
and
conductors
in
part
,
with
a
sprinkling
of
friends
and
sympathisers
.
“
Come
off
the
car
,
pardner
,
”
said
one
of
the
men
in
a
voice
meant
to
be
conciliatory
.
“
You
don
’
t
want
to
take
the
bread
out
of
another
man
’
s
mouth
,
do
you
?
”
Hurstwood
held
to
his
brake
and
lever
,
pale
and
very
uncertain
what
to
do
.
“
Stand
back
,
”
yelled
one
of
the
officers
,
leaning
over
the
platform
railing
.
“
Clear
out
of
this
,
now
.
Give
the
man
a
chance
to
do
his
work
.
”
“
Listen
,
pardner
,
”
said
the
leader
,
ignoring
the
policeman
and
addressing
Hurstwood
.
“
We
’
re
all
working
men
,
like
yourself
.
