Did it without cause. They're lookin' for trouble, as I told you, an' they'll get it, too, if they don't watch out. We got our tip from the Frisco Water Front Confederation. With them backin' us we'll go some."
"You mean you'll ... strike?" Saxon asked.
He bent his head.
"But isn't that what they want you to do?--from the way they're acting?"
"What "s the difference?" Billy shrugged his shoulders, then continued. "It's better to strike than to get fired. We beat 'em to it, that's all, an' we catch 'em before they're ready. Don't we know what they're doin'? They're collectin' gradin'-camp drivers an' mule-skinners all up an' down the state. They got forty of 'em, feedin' 'em in a hotel in Stockton right now, an' ready to rush 'em in on us an' hundreds more like 'em. So this Saturday's the last wages I'll likely bring home for some time."
Saxon closed her eyes and thought quietly for five minutes. It was not her way to take things excitedly. The coolness of poise that Billy so admired never deserted her in time of emergency.
She realized that she herself was no more than a mote caught up in this tangled, nonunderstandable conflict of many motes.
"We'll have to draw from our savings to pay for this month's rent," she said brightly.
Billy's face fell.
"We ain't got as much in the bank as you think," he confessed.
"Bert had to be buried, you know, an I coughed up what the others couldn't raise."
"How much was it?"
"Forty dollars. I was goin' to stand off the butcher an' the rest for a while. They knew I was good pay. But they put it to me straight. They'd been carryin' the shopmen right along an was up against it themselves. An' now with that strike smashed they're pretty much smashed themselves. So I took it all out of the bank.
I knew you wouldn't mind. You don't, do you?"
She smiled bravely, and bravely overcame the sinking feeling at her heart.
"It was the only right thing to do, Billy. I would have done it if you were lying sick, and Bert would have done it for you an' me if it had been the other way around."
His face was glowing.
"Gee, Saxon, a fellow can always count on you. You're like my right hand. That's why I say no more babies. If I lose you I'm crippled for life."
"We've got to economize," she mused, nodding her appreciation.
"How much is in bank?"
"Just about thirty dollars. You see, I had to pay Martha Skelton an' for the ... a few other little things. An' the union took time by the neck and levied a four dollar emergency assessment on every member just to be ready if the strike was pulled off. But Doc Hentley can wait. He said as much. He's the goods, if anybody should ask you. How'd you like'm?"
"I liked him. But I don't know about doctors. He's the first I ever had--except when I was vaccinated once, and then the city did that."
"Looks like the street car men are goin' out, too. Dan Fallon's come to town. Came all the way from New York. Tried to sneak in on the quiet, but the fellows knew when he left New York, an' kept track of him all the way acrost. They have to. He's Johnny-on-the-Spot whenever street car men are licked into shape.
He's won lots of street car strikes for tha bosses. Keeps an army of strike breakers an' ships them all over the country on special trains wherever they're needed. Oakland's never seen labor troubles like she's got and is goin' to get. All hell's goin' to break loose from the looks of it."
"Watch out for yourself, then, Billy. I don't want to lose you either."
"Aw, that's all right. I can take care of myself. An' besides, it ain't as though we was licked. We got a good chance."
"But you'll lose if there is any killing."
"Yep; we gotta keep an eye out against that."
"No violence."
"No gun-fighting or dynamite," he assented. "But a heap of scabs'll get their heads broke. That has to be."
"But you won't do any of that, Billy."
"Not so as any slob can testify before a court to havin' seen me." Then, with a quick shift, he changed the subject. "Old Barry Higgins is dead. I didn't want to tell you till you was outa bed.
Buried'm a week ago. An' the old woman's movin' to Frisco. She told me she'd be in to say good-bye. She stuck by you pretty well them first couple of days, an' she showed Martha Shelton a few that made her hair curl. She got Martha's goat from the jump."
