“Why should I not appeal—? The people are here.”
“You will lose time. They will doubt if it is you. But they will mass about the Council House. There you will find their leaders. Your strength is there with them.”
“Suppose this is only a rumour?”
“It sounds true,” said Asano.
“Let us have the facts,” said Graham.
Asano shrugged his shoulders. “We had better get towards the Council House,” he cried. “That is where they will swarm. Even now the ruins may be impassable.”
Graham regarded him doubtfully and followed him.
They went up the stepped platforms to the swiftest one, and there Asano accosted a labourer. The answers to his questions were in the thick, vulgar speech.
“What did he say?” asked Graham.
“He knows little, but he told me that the Black Police would have arrived here before the people knew—had not someone in the Wind-Vane Offices Learnt. He said a girl.”