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cane back, weak with laughter. "How funny! How degrading! But how funny!" she kept repeating. "That large and enraged Jew with the red flag!--the wretched little Christian shrimp you carried wriggling away by the collar! Oh, Palla! Palla! Never shall I forget the expression on your face--like a bored housewife, who, between thumb and forefinger, carries a dead mouse by the tail----" "He was trying to kick you, my dear," explained Palla, beginning to remove the hairpins from her hair. Ilse touched her eyes with her handkerchief. "They might have thrown bombs," she said. "It's all very well to laugh, darling, but sometimes such affairs are not funny." Palla, seated at her dresser, shook down a mass of thick, bright-brown hair, and picked up her comb. "I am wondering," she said, turning partly toward Ilse, "what Jim Shotwell would think of me." "Fighting on the street!"--her laughter rang out uncontrolled. And Palla, too, was laughing rather uncertainly, for, as her recollection of the affair became more vivid, her doubts concerning the entire procedure increased. "Of course," she said, "that red flag was outrageous, and you were quite right in destroying it. One could hardly buttonhole such a procession and try to educate it." Ilse said: "One can usually educate a wild animal, but never a rabid one. You'll see, to-night." "Where are we going, dear?" "We are going to a place just west of Seventh Avenue, called the Red Flag Club." "Is it a club?" "No. The Reds hire it several times a week and try to fill it with people. There is the menace to this city and to the nation, Palla--for these cunning fomenters of disorder deluge the poorer quarters of the town with their literature. That's where they get their audiences. And that is where are being born the seeds of murder and destruction." Palla, combing out her hair, gazed absently into the mirror. "Why should not we do the same thing?" she asked. "Form a club, rent a room, and talk to people?" "Yes; why not?" asked Palla. "That is exactly why I wish you to come with me to-night--to realise how we should combat these criminal and insane agents of all that is most terrible in Europe. "And you are right, Palla; that is the way to fight them. That is the way to neutralise the poison they are spreading. That is the way to educate the masses to that sane socialism in which we both believe. It can be done by education. It can be done by
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