"I insist upon being heard," shouted Steve Rush. "I accuse that man of base trickery. I demand that you give me a chance to say what I have to say. Then I will leave the hall if you wish, but I'm going to speak."
"Put that man out! He is a traitor to the union!" thundered the presiding officer. "He is the mouthpiece of the bosses."
A wave of hissing swept over the room, as if all the serpents of the jungle had suddenly been let loose.
"He is the tool of the bosses! What shall we do with him?" yelled a man, leaping to the bench on which he had been sitting.
"Throw him out!"
"There's two of them," yelled another.
"Throw them both out! They're traitors!"
"Traitors, traitors!" thundered the mob.
"All in favor of the motion to strike say 'aye,'" roared the chairman.
"Aye!" was the response from hundreds of throats.