But where they can kill ten, with those, we can annihilate a hundred with our kind.

Swine, they have called us, and fools and apes.

Well, we shall see, we shall see, when it comes to an out-and-out fight between Plutocrat and Proletarian, who is the better man!" Again came silence.

And this time it was Grantham who broke it.
"Comrades," said he, "after you've seen as many Socialists shot down as _I_ have--shot down and burned, as Brevard was--you'll lose any lingering ideas of civilized warfare you may still retain.

They hunt us like beasts, prison us in foul traps, ride us down, crush us, break and tear us, and burn us alive, because we struggle to be free men and women, not slaves.