One for all and all for one--this is our law, if we want to crush the foe!" "He's right, boys!" Makhotin shouted.

"Listen to the truth!" And, with a broad sweep of his arm, he shook his fist in the air.
"We must call out the manager at once," said Pavel.

"We must ask him." As if struck by a tornado, the crowd rocked to and fro; scores of voices shouted: "The manager! The manager! Let him come! Let him explain!" "Send delegates for him! Bring him here!" "No, don't; it's not necessary!" The mother pushed her way to the front and looked up at her son.

She was filled with pride.

Her son stood among the old, respected workingmen; all listened to him and agreed with him! She was pleased that he was so calm and talked so simply; not angrily, not swearing, like the others.