human
What has happened now? said Graham, puzzled, for he could not understand their thick speech. Then he heard it in English and perceived that the thing that everyone was shouting, that men yelled to one another, that women took up screaming, that was passing like the first breeze of a thunderstorm, chill and sudden through the city, was this:
gpt
Ostrog has ordered the Black Police to London. The Black Police are coming from South Africa.... The Black Police. The Black Police.
human
But how can they know?
gpt
Stop all work. Stop all work, and a swarthy hunchback, ridiculously gay in green and gold, came leaping down the platforms toward him, bawling again and again in good English,
human
This is Ostrog's doing, Ostrog the Knave! The Master is betrayed. His voice was hoarse and a thin foam dropped from his ugly shouting mouth. He yelled an unspeakable horror that the Black Police had done in Paris, and so passed shrieking,
gpt
Ostrog the Knave!
human
The Master is betrayed! they cried.
gpt
The Master is betrayed!
human
It has come, he said.
gpt
I might have known. The hour has come.
human
What am I to do?
gpt
Go back to the Council House,
human
Why should I not appeal--? The people are here.
gpt
You will lose time. They will doubt if it is you. But they will mass about the Council House. There you will find their leaders. Your strength is there--with them.
human
Suppose this is only a rumour?
gpt
It sounds true,
human
Let us have the facts,
gpt
We had better get towards the Council House, he cried.
human
That is where they will swarm. Even now the ruins may be impassable.