"Well, I must be going," said Armitage; "it is nearly ten, and at
half-past eleven I have an appointment at a patient's house. You will
stay, won't you, Kosinski, and help our comrades to move the plant?"
"I will do what I can," replied the Russian. "I do not understand
printing, but I will wheel the barrow, and do anything I may be told."
"That's right. Well, good luck to you, comrades. I will try and get
round about five. I suppose you will then be at the new place?"
"Oh, yes," I replied, "you will be in time to help us get things
ship-shape."
"Well, good-bye, Isabel; good-bye, comrades," and he was off.
For some time we all worked with a will. Kosinski was set to stowing
away the literature in packing-cases. Short "locked up" forms and
"dissed" pie, and I busied myself over various jobs. M'Dermott had
come round, and he stood at my elbow discussing the propaganda and
the situation generally. He was much rejoiced at the turn matters
were taking on the Continent, and deplored the lukewarmness of English
Anarchists. "You cannot have a revolution without revolutionists," was a
favourite phrase of his, and he was at no trouble to conceal his opinion
of most of the comrades. I was as yet too new to the movement and too
enthusiastic to endorse all his expressions, but the little man was
congenial to me; his Irish wit made him good company, and there was an
air of independent self-reliance about him that appealed to me.
"That Kosinski's a good fellow," he continued. "He knows what Revolution
means. Not but what there is good material in England too, but it is
_raw_ material, ignorant and apathetic, hoodwinked and bamboozled by the
political humbugs."
"Have you known Kosinski long?" I inquired, interrupting him, for I saw
he was fairly started on a long tirade.
"Oh, some seven years," he replied. "He was over here in '87 at the time
of the unemployed riots; he and I were at the bottom of a lot of that
movement, and we should have had all London in revolt had it not been
for the palaver and soft-soap of the official labour-leaders. After that
he went to America, and has only been back in England some six months."
Our preparations were now well advanced, and M'Dermott and I set out to
procure a barrow whereon to transport our belongings.
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