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“Isaac called you Clay. Henry Clay.”
“Henry Clay no longer exists.”
“And what are you, John Claggart?”
“I am a revolutionary.”
“I found that easier to swallow when you wore workman’s duds. A smart frock coat and homburg hat make you look like a Morgan or Vanderbilt.”
“If you find it hard to swallow, then hopefully the enemy will, too.”
“Who paid for the barges?”
He was ready for this one. “Bank robberies.”
“The bank robbers were caught.”
“Bell told you that?”
She nodded.
Clay said, “Bell does not know as much as he thinks. They didn’t catch them all. The one who wasn’t caught stole the most money by far. And when he needs more, he can steal more in some other city. He walks into the bank president’s office, wearing his frock coat and his costly hat, remains with the president after hours, and leaves quietly with a full satchel.”
“I want to believe you,” she said.
“It touches me deeply to hear you say that.” It was quite remarkable, he thought, but she did believe him. “You honor me.”
“But nothing we did has amounted to a hill of beans. Our whole plan is destroyed now that the barges are lost.”
“May I ask,” said Clay, “do you hate Isaac Bell for taking the barges?”
“Of course I hate him. He ruined everything.”
“Would you kill him?” Clay asked.
“Never,” she said fierce
ly.
“Why not? Revenge can be sweet.”
“I would never kill a soul. Not for any reason.”
“Do you want me to kill him?”
She did not answer immediately. He watched her gray eyes rove the room and its costly furniture. They settled back on him. “No. It would be a waste of your energy.”
“What do you want?”
“What I have always wanted. I want to bring down the capitalist class. I want to stop them dead. And I still believe that the way to do that is stop coal.”
“The strike is doing a good job of that already.”
“No. Scab labor is digging more than half a million tons a week. The operators are regaining control of production. And now that the miners have a base at Amalgamated, they will negotiate, and the strike will be settled with a pittance for the miners and no recognition of the union. We must do something to shake all that loose.”
“What?”
“I don’t know. I hope you might.”
