The
leaders notified of the situation, pretended that it was harmless
raving, a natural and safe outlet for suppressed discontents.
Dan gathered up an armful of it and took it home. On a Sunday
following, there was a mass meeting at the Colosseum, and a business
agent of one of the unions made an impassioned speech. He recited
old and new grievances, said that the government had failed to live
up to its promises, that the government boards were always unjust
to the workers, and ended with a statement of the steel makers'
profits. Dan turned impatiently to a man beside him.
"Why doesn't he say how much of that profit the government gets?"
he demanded.
But the man only eyed him suspiciously.
Dan fell silent. He knew it was wrong, but he had no gift of
tongue. It was at that meeting that for the first time he heard
used the word "revolution."
CHAPTER XXXIV
Old Anthony's excursion to his daughter's house had not prospered.
During the drive to Cardew Way he sat forward on the edge of the
seat of his limousine, his mouth twitching with impatience and
anger, his stick tightly clutched in his hand. Almost before the
machine stopped he was out on the pavement, scanning the house
with hostile eyes.
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