Grahamwalkedtotheparapetandstoodleaningover，lookingdownatthedancers。Savefortwoorthreeremotewhisperingcouples，whohadstolenapart，heandhisguidehadthegallerytothemselves。
Awarmbreathofscentandvitalitycameuptohim。
Bothmenandwomenbelowwerelightlyclad，bare—
armed，open—necked，astheuniversalwarmthofthecitypermitted。Thehairofthemenwasoftenamassofeffeminatecurls，theirchinswerealwaysshaven，andmanyofthemhadflushedorcolouredcheeks。
Manyofthewomenwereverypretty，andallweredressedwithelaboratecoquetry。Astheysweptbybeneath，hesawecstaticfaceswitheyeshalfclosedinpleasure。
\"Whatsortofpeoplearethese？\"heaskedabruptly。
\"Workers——prosperousworkers。Whatyouwouldhavecalledthemiddleclass。Independenttradesmenwithlittleseparatebusinesseshavevanishedlongago，buttherearestoreservers，managers，engineersofahundredsorts。Tonightisaholidayofcourse，andeverydancingplaceinthecitywillbecrowded，andeveryplaceofworship。\"
\"But——thewomen？\"
\"Thesame。There’sathousandformsofworkforwomennow。Butyouhadthebeginningoftheindependentworking—womaninyourdays。Mostwomenareindependentnow。Mostofthesearemarriedmoreorless——thereareanumberofmethodsofcontract——andthatgivesthemmoremoney，andenablesthemtoenjoythemselves。\"
\"Isee，\"saidGrahamlookingattheflushedfaces，theflashandswirlofmovement，andstillthinkingofthatnightmareofpinkhelplesslimbs。\"Andtheseare——mothers。\"
\"Mostofthem。\"
\"ThemoreIseeofthesethingsthemorecomplexIfindyourproblems。This，forinstance，isasurprise。
ThatnewsfromPariswasasurprise。\"
Inalittlewhilehespokeagain：
\"Thesearemothers。Presently，Isuppose，Ishallgetintothemodernwayofseeingthings。Ihaveoldhabitsofmindclingingaboutme——habitsbased，I
suppose，onneedsthatareoveranddonewith。Ofcourse，inourtime，awomanwassupposednotonlytobearchildren，buttocherishthem，todevoteherselftothem，toeducatethem——alltheessentialsofmoralandmentaleducationachildoweditsmother。
Orwentwithout。Quiteanumber，Iadmit，wentwithout。Nowadays，clearly，thereisnomoreneedforsuchcarethaniftheywerebutterflies。Iseethat！
Onlytherewasanideal——thatfigureofagrave，patientwoman，silentlyandserenelymistressofahome，motherandmakerofmen——toloveherwasasortofworship——\"
Hestoppedandrepeated，\"Asortofworship。\"
\"Idealschange，\"saidthelittleman，\"asneedschange。\"
GrahamawokefromaninstantreverieandAsanorepeatedhiswords。Graham’smindreturnedtothethingathand。
\"OfcourseIseetheperfectreasonablenessofthisRestraint，soberness，thematuredthought，theunselfishaact，theyarenecessitiesofthebarbarousstate，thelifeofdangers。Dournessisman’stributetounconquerednature。Butmanhasconquerednaturenowforallpracticalpurposes——hispoliticalaffairsaremanagedbyBosseswithablackpolice——andlifeisjoyous。\"
Helookedatthedancersagain。\"Joyous，\"hesaid。
\"Therearewearymoments，\"saidthelittleofficer，reflectively。
\"Theyalllookyoung。DownthereIshouldbevisiblytheoldestman。AndinmyowntimeIshouldhavepassedasmiddle—aged。\"
\"Theyareyoung。Therearefewoldpeopleinthisclassintheworkcities。\"
\"Howisthat？\"
\"Oldpeople’slivesarenotsopleasantastheyusedtobe，unlesstheyarerichtohireloversandhelpers。
AndwehaveaninstitutioncalledEuthanasy。\"
\"Ah！thatEuthanasy！\"saidGraham。\"Theeasydeath？\"
\"Theeasydeath。Itisthelastpleasure。TheEuthanasyCompanydoesitwell。Peoplewillpaythesum——itisacostlything——longbeforehand，goofftosomepleasurecityandreturnimpoverishedandweary，veryweary。\"
\"Thereisalotleftformetounderstand，\"saidGrahamafterapause。\"YetIseethelogicofitall。
Ourarrayofangryvirtuesandsourrestraintswastheconsequenceofdangerandinsecurity。TheStoic，thePuritan，eveninmytime，werevanishingtypes。IntheolddaysmanwasarmedagainstPain，nowheiseagerforPleasure。Thereliesthedifference。
Civilisationhasdrivenpainanddangersofaroff——forwell—to—dopeople。Andonlywell—to—dopeoplematternow。Ihavebeenasleeptwohundredyears。\"
Foraminutetheyleantonthebalustrading，followingtheintricateevolutionofthedance。Indeedthescenewasverybeautiful。
\"BeforeGod，\"saidGraham，suddenly，\"Iwouldratherbeawoundedsentinelfreezinginthesnowthanoneofthesepaintedfools！\"
\"Inthesnow，\"saidAsano，\"onemightthinkdiferently。\"
\"Iamuncivilised，\"saidGraham，notheedinghim。
\"Thatisthetrouble。Iamprimitive——Palaeolithic。
Theirfountainofrageandfearandangerissealedandclosed，thehabitsofalifetimemakethemcheerfulandeasyanddelightful。Youmustbearwithmynineteenthcenturyshocksanddisgusts。Thesepeople，yousay，areskilledworkersandsoforth。Andwhilethesedance，menarefighting——menaredyinginParistokeeptheworld——thattheymaydance。\"
Asanosmiledfaintly。\"Forthatmatter，menaredyinginLondon，\"hesaid。
Therewasamoment’ssilence。
\"Wheredothesesleep？\"askedGraham。
\"Aboveandbelow——anintricatewarren。\"
\"Andwheredotheywork？Thisis——thedomesticlife。\"
\"Youwillseelittleworkto—night。Halftheworkersareoutorunderarms。Halfthesepeoplearekeepingholiday。Butwewillgototheworkplacesifyouwishit。\"
ForatimeGrahamwatchedthedancers，thensuddenlyturnedaway。\"Iwanttoseetheworkers。
Ihaveseenenoughofthese，\"hesaid。
Asanoledthewayalongthegalleryacrossthedancinghall。Presentlytheycametoatransversepassagethatbroughtabreathoffresher，colderair。
Asanoglancedatthispassageastheywentpast，stopped，wentbacktoit，andturnedtoGrahamwithasmile。\"Here，Sire，\"hesaid，\"issomething——willbefamiliartoyouatleast——andyet——。ButIwillnottellyou。Come！\"
Heledthewayalongaclosedpassagethatpresentlybecamecold。Thereverberationoftheirfeettoldthatthispassagewasabridge。Theycameintoacirculargallerythatwasglazedinfromtheouterweather，andsoreachedacircularchamberwhichseemedfamiliar，thoughGrahamcouldnotrecalldistinctlywhenhehadentereditbefore。Inthiswasaladder——thefirstladderhehadseensincehisawakening——upwhichtheywent，andcameintoahigh，dark，coldplaceinwhichwasanotheralmostverticalladder。Thistheyascended，Grahamstillperplexed。
Butatthetopheunderstood，andrecognizedthemetallicbarstowhichheclung。HewasinthecageundertheballofSt。Paul’s。Thedomerosebutalittlewayabovethegeneralcontourofthecity，intothestilltwilight，andslopedaway，shininggreasilyunderafewdistantlights，intoacircumambientditchofdarkness。
Outbetweenthebarshelookeduponthewind—clearnorthernskyandsawthestarryconstellationsallunchanged。Capellahunginthewest，Vegawasrising，andthesevenglitteringpointsoftheGreatBearsweptoverheadintheirstatelycircleaboutthePole。
Hesawthesestarsinacleargapofsky。Totheeastandsouththegreatcircularshapesofcomplainingwind—wheelsblottedouttheheavens，sothattheglareabouttheCouncilHousewashidden。Tothesouth—westhungOrion，showinglikeapallidghostthroughatraceryofiron—workandinterlacingshapesaboveadazzlingcoruscationoflights。Abellowingandsirenscreamingthatcamefromtheflyingstageswarnedtheworldthatoneoftheaeroplaneswasreadytostart。Heremainedforaspacegazingtowardstheglaringstage。Thenhiseyeswentbacktothenorthwardconstellations。
Foralongtimehewassilent。\"This，\"hesaidatlast，smilingintheshadow，\"seemsthestrangestthingofall。TostandinthedomeofSaintPaul’sandlookoncemoreuponthesefamiliar，silentstars！\"
ThenceGrahamwastakenbyAsanoalongdeviouswaystothegreatgamblingandbusinessquarterswherethebulkofthefortunesinthecitywerelostandmade。Itimpressedhimasawell—nighinterminableseriesofveryhighhalls，surroundedbytiersupontiersofgalleriesintowhichopenedthousandsofoffices，andtraversedbyacomplicatedmultitudeofbridges，footways，aerialmotorrails，andtrapezeandcableleaps。Andheremorethananywherethenoteofvehementvitality，ofuncontrollable，hastyactivity。
rosehigh。Everywherewasviolentadvertisement，untilhisbrainswamatthetumultoflightandcolour。
AndBabbleMachinesofapeculiarlyrancidtonewereabundantandfilledtheairwithstrenuoussquealingandanidioticslang。\"Skinyoureyesandslide，\"
\"Gewhoop，Bonanza，\"\"Golliperscomeandhark！\"
Theplaceseemedtohimtobedensewithpeopleeitherprofoundlyagitatedorswellingwithobscurecunning，yethelearntthattheplacewascomparativelyempty，thatthegreatpoliticalconvulsionofthelastfewdayshadreducedtransactionstoanunprecedentedminimum。Inonehugeplacewerelongavenuesofroulettetables，eachwithanexcited，undignifiedcrowdaboutit；inanotherayelpingBabelofwhite—facedwomenandred—
neckedleathery—lungedmenboughtandsoldthesharesofanabsolutelyfictitiousbusinessundertakingwhich，everyfiveminutes，paidadividendoftenpercentandcancelledacertainproportionofitssharesbymeansofalotterywheel。
Thesebusinessactivitieswereprosecutedwithanenergythatreadilypassedintoviolence，andGrahamapproachingadensecrowdfoundatitscentreacoupleofprominentmerchantsinviolentcontroversywithteethandnailsonsomedelicatepointofbusinessetiquette。Somethingstillremainedinlifetobefoughtfor。Furtherhehadashockatavehementannouncementinphoneticlettersofscarletflame，eachtwicetheheightofaman，that\"WEASSURETHE
PROPRAIET’R。WEASSURETHEPROPRAIET’R。\"
\"Who’stheproprietor？\"heasked。
\"You。\"
\"Butwhatdotheyassureme？\"heasked。\"Whatdotheyassureme？\"
\"Didn’tyouhaveassurance？\"
Grahamthought。\"Insurance？\"
\"Yes——Insurance。Irememberthatwastheolderword。Theyareinsuringyourlife。Dozandsofpeoplearetakingoutpolicies，myriadsoflionsarebeingputonyou。Andfurtheronotherpeoplearebuyingannuities。Theydothatoneverybodywhoisatallprominent。Lookthere！\"
Acrowdofpeoplesurgedandroared，andGrahamsawavastblackscreensuddenlyilluminatedinstilllargerlettersofburningpurple。\"AnuetesonthePropraiet’r———x5pr。G。\"Thepeoplebegantobooandshoutatthis，anumberofhardbreathing，wildeyedmencamerunningpast，clawingwithhookedfingersattheair。Therewasafuriouscrushaboutalittledoorway。
Asanodidabriefcalculation。\"Seventeenpercentperannumistheirannuityonyou。Theywouldnotpaysomuchpercentiftheycouldseeyounow，Sire。
Buttheydonotknow。Yourownannuitiesusedtobeaverysafeinvestment，butnowyouaresheergambling，ofcourse。Thisisprobablyadesperatebid。Idoubtifpeoplewillgettheirmoney。\"
Thecrowdofwould—beannuitantsgrewsothickaboutthemthatforsometimetheycouldmoveneitherforwardnobackward。Grahamnoticedwhatappearedtohimtobeahighproportionofwomenamongthespeculators，andwasremindedagainoftheeconomicalindependenceoftheirsex。Theyseemedremarkablywellabletotakecareofthemselvesinthecrowd，usingtheirelbowswithparticularskill，ashelearnttohiscost。Onecurly—headedpersoncaughtinthepressureforaspace，lookedsteadfastlyathimseveraltimes，almostasifsherecognizedhim，andthen，edgingdeliberatelytowardshim，touchedhishandwithherarminascarcelyaccidentalmanner，andmadeitplainbyalookasancientasChaldeathathehadfoundfavourinhereyes。Andthenalank，grey—
beardedman，perspiringcopiouslyinanoblepassionofself—help，blindtoallearthlythingssavethatglaring，bait，thrustbetweentheminacataclysmalrushtowardsthatalluring\"x5pr。G。\"
\"Iwanttogetoutofthis，\"saidGrahamtoAsano。
\"ThisisnotwhatIcametosee。Showmetheworkers。Iwanttoseethepeopleinblue。Theseparasiticlunatics——\"
Hefoundhimselfwedgedinastrugglingmasscpeople，andthishopefulsentencewentunfinished。
CHAPTERXXI
THEUNDERSIDE
FromtheBusinessQuartertheypresentlypassedbytherunningwaysintoaremotequarterofthecity，wherethebulkofthemanufactureswasdone。OntheirwaytheplatformscrossedtheThamestwice，andpassedinabroadviaductacrossoneofthegreatroadsthatenteredthecityfromtheNorth。Inbothcaseshisimpressionwasswiftandinbothveryvivid。Theriverwasabroadwrinkledglitterofblackseawater，overarchedbybuildings，andvanishingeitherwayintoablacknessstarredwithrecedinglights。Astringofblackbargespassedseaward，mannedbyblue—cladmen。Theroadwasalongandverybroadandhightunnel，alongwhichbig—wheeledmachinesdrovenoiselesslyandswiftly。Here，too，thedistinctiveblueoftheLabourCompanywasinabundance。Thesmoothnessofthedoubletracks，thelargenessandthelightnessofthebigpneumaticwheelsinproportiontothevehicularbody，struckGrahammostvividly。Onelankandveryhighcarriagewithlongitudinalmetallicrodshungwiththedrippingcarcassesofmanyhundredsheeparrestedhisattentionunduly。Abruptlytheedgeofthearchwaycutandblottedoutthepicture。
Presentlytheyleftthewayanddescendedbyaliftandtraversedapassagethatslopeddownward，andsocametoadescendingliftagain。Theappearanceofthingschanged。Eventhepretenceofarchitecturalornamentdisappeared，thelightsdiminishedinnumberandsize，thearchitecturebecamemoreandmoremassiveinproportiontothespacesasthefactoryquarterswerereached。Andinthedustybiscuit—
makingplaceofthepotters，amongthefelsparmillsinthefurnaceroomsofthemetalworkers，amongtheincandescentlakesofcrudeEadhamite，thebluecanvasclothingwasonman，womanandchild。
Manyofthesegreatanddustygalleriesweresilentavenuesofmachinery，endlessrakedoutashenfurnacestestifiedtotherevolutionarydislocation，butwherevertherewasworkitwasbeingdonebyslow—
movingworkersinbluecanvas。Theonlypeoplenotinbluecanvasweretheoverlookersofthework—placesandtheorange—cladLabourPolice。Andfreshfromtheflushedfacesofthedancinghalls，thevoluntaryvigoursofthebusinessquarter，Grahamcouldnotethepinchedfaces，thefeeblemuscles，andwearyeyesofmanyofthelatter—dayworkers。Suchashesawatworkwerenoticeablyinferiorinphysiquetothefewgailydressedmanagersandforewomenwhoweredirectingtheirlabours。TheburlylabourersoftheVictoriantimeshadfollowedthedrayhorseandallsuchlivingforceproducers，toextinction；theplaceofhiscostlymuscleswastakenbysomedexterousmachine。Thelatter—daylabourer，maleaswellasfemale，wasessentiallyamachine—minderandfeeder，aservantandattendant，oranartistunderdirection。
Thewomen，incomparisonwiththoseGrahamremembered，wereasaclassdistinctlyplainandflat—
chested。TwohundredyearsofemancipationfromthemoralrestraintsofPuritanicalreligion，twohundredyearsofcitylife，haddonetheirworkineliminatingthestrainoffemininebeautyandvigourfromthebluecanvasmyriads。Tobebrilliantphysicallyormentally，tobeinanywayattractiveorexceptional，hadbeenandwasstillacertainwayofemancipationtothedrudge，alineofescapetothePleasureCityanditssplendoursanddelights，andatlasttotheEuthanasyandpeace。Tobesteadfastagainstsuchinducementswasscarcelytobeexpectedofmeanlynourishedsouls。IntheyoungcitiesofGraham’sformerlife，thenewlyaggregatedlabouringmasshadbeenadiversemultitude，stillstirredbythetraditionofpersonalhonourandahighmorality；nowitwasdifferentiatingintoadistinctclass，withamoralandphysicaldifferenceofitsown——evenwithadialectofitsown。
Theypenetrateddownward，everdownward，towardstheworkingplaces。Presentlytheypassedunderneathoneofthestreetsofthemovingways，andsawitsplatformsrunningontheirrailsfaroverhead，andchinksofwhitelightsbetweenthetransverseslits。Thefactoriesthatwerenotworkingweresparselylighted；
toGrahamtheyandtheirshroudedaislesofgiantmachinesseemedplungedingloom，andevenwhereworkwasgoingontheilluminationwasfarlessbrilliantthanuponthepublicways。
BeyondtheblazinglakesofEadhamitehecametothewarrenofthejewellers，and，withsomedifficultyandbyusinghissignature，obtainedadmissiontothesegalleries。Theywerehighanddark，andrathercold。Inthefirstafewmenweremakingornamentsofgoldfiligree，eachmanatalittlebenchbyhimself，andwithalittleshadedlight。Thelongvistaoflightpatches，withthenimblefingersbrightlylitandmovingamongthegleamingyellowcoils，andtheintentfacelikethefaceofaghost，ineachshadowhadtheoddesteffect。
Theworkwasbeautifullyexecuted，butwithoutanystrengthofmodellingordrawing，forthemostpartintricategrotesquesortheringingofthechangesonageometricalmotif。Theseworkersworeapeculiarwhiteuniformwithoutpocketsorsleeves。Theyassumedthisoncomingtowork，butatnighttheywerestrippedandexaminedbeforetheyleftthepremisesoftheCompany。Inspiteofeveryprecaution，theLabourpolicemantoldtheminadepressedtone，theCompanywasnotinfrequentlyrobbed。
Beyondwasagalleryofwomenbusiedincuttingandsettingslabsofartificialruby，andnexttheseweremenandwomenbusiedtogetherupontheslabsofcoppernetthatformedthebasisofcloisonnetiles。
Manyoftheseworkershadlipsandnostrilsalividwhite，duetoadiseasecausedbyapeculiarpurpleenamelthatchancedtobemuchinfashion。AsanoapologisedtoGrahamfortheoffenceoftheirfaces，butexcusedhimselfonthescoreoftheconvenienceofthisroute。\"ThisiswhatIwantedtosee，\"saidGraham；
\"thisiswhatIwantedtosee，\"tryingtoavoidastartataparticularlystrikingdisfigurementthatsuddenlystaredhimintheface。
\"Shemighthavedonebetterwithherselfthanthat，\"saidAsano。
Grahammadesomeindignantcomments。
\"But，Sire，wesimplycouldnotstandthatstuffwithoutthepurple，\"saidAsano。\"Inyourdayspeoplecouldstandsuchcrudities，theywerenearerthebarbaricbytwohundredyears。\"
Theycontinuedalongoneofthelowergalleriesofthiscloisonnefactory，andcametoalittlebridgethatspannedavault。Lookingovertheparapet，Grahamsawthatbeneathwasawharfunderyetmoretremendousarchingsthananyhehadseen。Threebarges，smotheredinflourydust，werebeingunloadedoftheircargoesofpowderedfelsparbyamultitudeofcoughingmen，eachguidingalittletruck；thedustfilledtheplacewithachokingmist，andturnedtheelectricglareyellow。Thevagueshadowsoftheseworkersgesticulatedabouttheirfeet，andrushedtoandfroagainstalongstretchofwhite—washedwall。
Everynowandthenonewouldstoptocough。
Ashadowy，hugemassofmasonryrisingoutoftheinkywater，broughttoGraham’smindthethoughtofthemultitudeofwaysandgalleriesandlifts，thatroseflooraboveflooroverheadbetweenhimandthesky。
ThemenworkedinsilenceunderthesupervisionoftwooftheLabourPolice；theirfeetmadeahollowthunderontheplanksalongwhichtheywenttoandfro。Andashelookedatthisscene，somehiddenvoiceinthedarknessbegantosing。
\"Stopthat！\"shoutedoneofthepolicemen，buttheorderwasdisobeyed，andfirstoneandthenallthewhite—stainedmenwhowereworkingtherehadtakenupthebeatingrefrain，singingitdefiantly，theSongoftheRevolt。Thefeetupontheplanksthunderednowtotherhythmofthesong，tramp，tramp，tramp。
Thepolicemanwhohadshoutedglancedathisfellow，andGrahamsawhimshrughisshoulders。Hemadenofurtherefforttostopthesinging。
Andsotheywentthroughthesefactoriesandplacesoftoil，seeingmanypainfulandgrimthings。Butwhyshouldthegentlereaderbedepressed？Surelytoarefinednatureourpresentworldisdistressingenoughwithoutbotheringourselvesaboutthesemiseriestocome。Weshallnotsufferanyhow。Ourchildrenmay，butwhatisthattous？ThatwalkleftonGraham’smindamazeofmemories，fluctuatingpicturesofswathedhalls，andcrowdedvaultsseenthroughcloudsofdust，ofintricatemachines，theracingthreadsoflooms，theheavybeatofstampingmachinery，theroarandrattleofbeltandarmature，ofill—litsubterraneanaislesofsleepingplaces，illimitablevistasofpin—pointlights。Andherethesmelloftanning，andherethereekofabreweryandhere，unprecedentedreeks。AndeverywherewerepillarsandcrossarchingsofsuchamassivenessasGrahamhadneverbeforeseen，thickTitansofgreasy，shiningbrickworkcrushedbeneaththevastweightofthatcomplexcityworld，evenastheseanemicmillionswerecrushedbyitscomplexity。Andeverywherewerepalefeatures，leanlimbs，disfigurementanddegradation。
Onceandagain，andagainathirdtime，Grahamheardthesongoftherevoltduringhislong，unpleasantresearchintheseplaces，andoncehesawaconfusedstruggledownapassage，andlearntthatanumberoftheseserfshadseizedtheirbreadbeforetheirworkwasdone。Grahamwasascendingtowardsthewaysagainwhenhesawanumberofblue—cladchildrenrunningdownatransversepassage，andpresentlyperceivedthereasonoftheirpanicinacompanyoftheLabourPolicearmedwithclubs，trottingtowardssomeunknowndisturbance。Andthencamearemotedisorder。Butforthemostpartthisremnantthatworked，workedhopelessly。Allthespiritthatwasleftinfallenhumanitywasaboveinthestreetsthatnight，callingfortheMaster，andvaliantlyandnoisilykeepingitsarms。
Theyemergedfromthesewanderingsandstoodblinkinginthebrightlightofthemiddlepassageoftheplatformsagain。TheybecameawareoftheremotehootingandyelpingofthemachinesofoneoftheGeneralIntelligenceOffices，andsuddenlycamemenrunning，andalongtheplatformsandaboutthewayseverywherewasashoutingandcrying。Thenawomanwithafaceofmutewhiteterror，andanotherwhogaspedandshriekedassheran。
\"Whathashappenednow？\"saidGraham，puzzled，forhecouldnotunderstandtheirthickspeech。ThenhehearditinEnglishandperceivedthatthethingthateveryonewasshouting，thatmenyelledtooneanother，thatwomentookupscreaming，thatwaspassinglikethefirstbreezeofathunderstorm，chillandsuddenthroughthecity，wasthis：\"OstroghasorderedtheBlackPolicetoLondon。TheBlackPolicearecomingfromSouthAfrica……TheBlackPolice。TheBlackPolice。\"
Asano’sfacewaswhiteandastonished；hehesitated，lookedatGraham’sface，andtoldhimthethinghealreadyknew。\"Buthowcantheyknow？\"askedAsano。
Grahamheardsomeoneshouting。\"Stopallwork。
Stopallwork，\"andaswarthyhunchback，ridiculouslygayingreenandgold，cameleapingdowntheplatformstowardhim，bawlingagainandagainingoodEnglish，\"ThisisOstrog’sdoing，Ostrog，theKnave！
TheMasterisbetrayed。\"Hisvoicewashoarseandathinfoamdroppedfromhisuglyshoutingmouth。HeyelledanunspeakablehorrorthattheBlackPolicehaddoneinParis，andsopassedshrieking，\"OstrogtheKnave！\"
ForamomentGrahamstoodstill，forithadcomeuponhimagainthatthesethingswereadream。Helookedupatthegreatcliffofbuildingsoneitherside，vanishingintobluehazeatlastabovethelights，anddowntotheroaringtiersofplatforms，andtheshouting，runningpeoplewhoweregesticulatingpast。
\"TheMasterisbetrayed！\"theycried。\"TheMasterisbetrayed！\"
Suddenlythesituationshapeditselfinhismindrealandurgent。Hisheartbegantobeatfastandstrong。
\"Ithascome，\"hesaid。\"Imighthaveknown。Thehourhascome。\"
Hethoughtswiftly。\"WhatamItodo？\"
\"GobacktotheCouncilHouse，\"saidAsano。
\"WhyshouldInotappeal——？Thepeoplearehere。
\"Youwilllosetime。Theywilldoubtifitisyou。
ButtheywillmassabouttheCouncilHouse。Thereyouwillfind’theirleaders。Yourstrengthistherewiththem。\"
\"Supposethisisonlyarumour？\"
\"Itsoundstrue，\"saidAsano。
\"Letushavethefacts，\"saidGraham。
Asanoshruggedhisshoulders。\"WehadbettergettowardstheCouncilHouse，\"hecried。\"Thatiswheretheywillswarm。Evennowtheruinsmaybeimpassable。\"
Grahamregardedhimdoubtfullyandfollowedhim。
Theywentupthesteppedplatformstotheswiftestone，andthereAsanoaccostedalabourer。Theanswerstohisquestionswereinthethick，vulgarspeech。
\"Whatdidhesay？\"askedGraham。
\"Heknowslittle，buthetoldmethattheBlackPolicewouldhavearrivedherebeforethepeopleknew——hadnotsomeoneintheWind—VaneOfficesLearnt。Hesaidagirl。\"
\"Agirl？Not？\"
\"Hesaidagirl——hedidnotknowwhoshewas。
WhocameoutfromtheCouncilHousecryingaloud，andtoldthemenatworkamongtheruins。\"
Andthenanotherthingwasshouted，somethingthatturnedanaimlesstumultintodeterminatemovements，itcamelikeawindalongthestreet。\"ToyourWards，toyourWards。Everymangetarms。EverymantohisWard！\"