But he knew he was weakening. He held out with the stubborn feeling he was resisting the tides of history. He felt very brave and strong.
There was a one-day lull. He woke up the morning after and heard a sound truck blasting away in the street one floor below.
HENRY WESTING DOES NOT BELONG HENRY WESTING BELONGS TO NOTHING REFORM HENRY WESTING REFORM HENRY WESTING....
"Outrageous," he said.
He dressed, had breakfast and started for work. People stood on their doorsteps and stared at him when he stepped onto the sidewalk. He smiled pleasantly at the driver of the truck.
"Good morning," he said. "Nice day, isn't it?"
The driver nodded sullenly.
Very good, Mr. Westing thought. You're doing splendidly.
At work he was tired and drawn out. He had trouble concentrating. The Department Manager commented on it.
"You're not acting like a Company man, Henry."