He now concluded his speech.
"Mates, what is your decision? Do you vote for the strike to go on?"
Their voices yelled, "Yes! yes!"
"And what steps do you decide on? We are sure of defeat if cowards go down to-morrow."
Their voices rose again with the sound of a tempest:
"Kill the cowards!"
"Then you decide to call them back to duty and to their sworn word. This is what we could do: present ourselves at the pits, bring back the traitors by our presence, show the Company that we are all agreed, and that we are going to die rather than yield."
"That's it. To the pits! to the pits!"
While he was speaking Étienne had looked for Catherine among the pale shouting heads before him. She was certainly not there, but he still saw Chaval, affecting to jeer, shrugging his shoulders, but devoured by jealousy and ready to sell himself for a little of this popularity.
"And if there are any spies among us, mates," Étienne went on, "let them look out; they're known. Yes, I can see Vandame colliers here who have not left their pit."