Peace--at any price . by the bottom was on top,hke in your stomach. While thuscogitating, by bracing my feetagainst the Celebrated Steel Mag-nate and giving a good shove Imanaged to disinter myself fromOswald and came again into thelight. The battle was over. But, oh, howterrible had been the carnage!Broken chairs, broken heads, coattails, handfuls of whiskers! Before me, on the platform, thepolice reserves were unsnarling a pileof prominent peace advocates, tryingto get the legs and arms that belonged [59] Peace—at Any Price to the proper trunks. It was likeplaying jack straws. Even as Ilooke
Peace--at any price . by the bottom was on top,hke in your stomach. While thuscogitating, by bracing my feetagainst the Celebrated Steel Mag-nate and giving a good shove Imanaged to disinter myself fromOswald and came again into thelight. The battle was over. But, oh, howterrible had been the carnage!Broken chairs, broken heads, coattails, handfuls of whiskers! Before me, on the platform, thepolice reserves were unsnarling a pileof prominent peace advocates, tryingto get the legs and arms that belonged [59] Peace—at Any Price to the proper trunks. It was likeplaying jack straws. Even as Ilooked, they removed the last all was the Great Paci-fist. The Lad with the Wrist Watchwas standing beside a sergeant ofpolice who was talking to him. Say, whats the idea, anyhow?he demanded. Idea? says the Lad with theWrist Watch. That was thetrouble. There wasnt any, But what was coming off here,anyhow? A peace meeting, says the Lad. Peace meeting! says the ser-geant, looking at the Great Pacifist [60]. Peace—at Any Price whos sitting on the floor, trying tosort out his bumps and looking likethe corner of Maple Avenue andMain Street, Liege. If this is apeace meeting, me for the trencheswhere its quiet. Arrest that man/ says the twoChippendale gentlemen that Id comein with, pointing at the Lad withthe Wrist Watch. About two thou-sand others joined in the appeal, in-cluding Oswald. The CelebratedSteel Magnate and the Well-knownCarpet Manufacturer couldnt join inbecause they hadnt got their windback. But I could almost hear themwishing it. The sergeant turned to the Lad.[61] Peace—at Any Price Did you start all this? he asks. The Lad with the Wrist Watchnods. What for? asks the sergeant. Just to show them that youcouldnt run a country without anarmy and navy any more than youcan run a city without a police force. Did they think that you could?asks the sergeant. They did, says the Lad with theWrist Watch. The poor nuts! says the ser-geant. Also, says the Lad wit
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