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Show •199- about?" "Then he broke into a loud giggle that quickly turned into laughter. The laughter was unwilled and uncontrollable. He was glad there was no one else in the office, because even if there had been, he xrouldn't have been able to stop. When he t r i ed to stop, his stomach muscles quivered, and an ache developed in his lower r i b s . He sat down in his chair, and the laughter gradually subsided, but tears welled in his eyes. He took the handkerchief from his breast pocket and xfiped them axsay. The experience l e f t him shaken and afraid, but his anger -was at least p a r t i a l l y assuaged. He knew that the image of the police turning their clubs and revolvers on each other, humorous though i t s t i l l seemed to comical him, was not/enough to justify his extreme response. Before he could consider t h i s further, he heard the students coming from the quadrangle, chanting t h e i r familiar chant: "On strike - shut i t down! On s t r i k e - shut i t dox«i!" He went again to the window, where he saw the head of a long irregular the students column approaching. On each side of item strode the uniformed police. The students' faces? as they shouted, seemed grotesque; The faces of the police, grim and mask-like. All of them finally passed by, up the xjalkx^ay toxaard Nineteenth Avenue. But there seemed to be no threat of violence. The Professor miked out of his office and doxm the h a l l to the front door, so he could see xrhat happened xihen they appeared on the street in front ofthe building. The students continued marching |
