Second Man:
Pooh! they’re human beings same as what we are.
The Stripling:
But they’ve got their eye on us like a couple of bulldogs. Hi! what are you staring at?
First Man:
I’ve come across that fat one before. He ran me in once. For being disorderly, so he said.
The Stripling:
Yes, he’s a bad ’un. I know him from the demonstrations.
Second Man:
But the other one isn’t, though. He only keeps saying: “Now then, people, don’t be silly.”
First Man:
They’re keeping watch on the platform.
The Stripling:
They’ve got enough flags here. I suppose it’s celebrations again for somebody who’s dead.
First Man:
They wouldn’t celebrate us like that.
Second Man:
Nobody cares a rap about a poor man. But these aren’t celebrations for somebody who’s dead.
First Man:
What are they for, then?
