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“
No
,
”
he
answered
.
At
one
of
the
corners
,
where
the
car
slowed
up
because
of
a
turn
,
an
ex
-
motorman
,
standing
on
the
sidewalk
,
called
to
him
:
“
Won
’
t
you
come
out
,
pardner
,
and
be
a
man
?
Remember
we
’
re
fighting
for
decent
day
’
s
wages
,
that
’
s
all
.
We
’
ve
got
families
to
support
.
”
The
man
seemed
most
peaceably
inclined
.
Hurstwood
pretended
not
to
see
him
.
He
kept
his
eyes
straight
on
before
and
opened
the
lever
wide
.
The
voice
had
something
appealing
in
it
.
All
morning
this
went
on
and
long
into
the
afternoon
.
He
made
three
such
trips
.
The
dinner
he
had
was
no
stay
for
such
work
and
the
cold
was
telling
on
him
.
At
each
end
of
the
line
he
stopped
to
thaw
out
,
but
he
could
have
groaned
at
the
anguish
of
it
.
One
of
the
barnmen
,
out
of
pity
,
loaned
him
a
heavy
cap
and
a
pair
of
sheepskin
gloves
,
and
for
once
he
was
extremely
thankful
.
On
the
second
trip
of
the
afternoon
he
ran
into
a
crowd
about
half
way
along
the
line
,
that
had
blocked
the
car
’
s
progress
with
an
old
telegraph
pole
.
“
Get
that
thing
off
the
track
,
”
shouted
the
two
policemen
.
“
Yah
,
yah
,
yah
!
”
yelled
the
crowd
.
“
Get
it
off
yourself
.
”
The
two
policemen
got
down
and
Hurstwood
started
to
follow
.
