"Why, it must act like a schooner of beer on him all the while, to see 'gabidal' embarrassed like it is by this strike.

It must make old Lindau feel like he was back behind those barricades at Berlin.

Well, he's a splendid old fellow; pity he drinks, as I remarked once before." When March left the office he did not go home so directly as he came, perhaps because Mrs.March's eye was not on him.

He was very curious about some aspects of the strike, whose importance, as a great social convulsion, he felt people did not recognize; and, with his temperance in everything, he found its negative expressions as significant as its more violent phases.

He had promised his wife solemnly that he would keep away from these, and he had a natural inclination to keep his promise; he had no wish to be that peaceful spectator who always gets shot when there is any firing on a mob.