"This woman's sneaked in here without a permit!"
Marrin spoke sharply.
"What do you want?"
Then in the quiet Sally spoke in a loud, exultant voice.
"I only wanted to tell the girls to strike!"
A sudden electricity charged the air.
"What!" cried Marrin, the vein on his forehead swelling. "You come in here—"
"To tell the girls to strike," Sally spoke louder. "For you've made the men traitors and you've blacklisted Izon."
Marrin sensed the danger in the shop's quiet.
"For God's sake," he cried, "lower your voice—speak to me—tell me in private—"