LONG--[_Jumping on a bench--hecticly_] Hinsultin' us! Hinsultin' us, the bloody cow! And them bloody engineers! What right 'as they got to be exhibitin' us 's if we was bleedin' monkeys in a menagerie? Did we sign for hinsults to our dignity as 'onest workers? Is that in the ship's articles? You kin bloody well bet it ain't! But I knows why they done it. I arsked a deck steward 'o she was and 'e told me. 'Er old man's a bleedin' millionaire, a bloody Capitalist! 'E's got enuf bloody gold to sink this bleedin' ship! 'E makes arf the bloody steel in the world! 'E owns this bloody boat! And you and me, comrades, we're 'is slaves! And the skipper and mates and engineers, they're 'is slaves! And she's 'is bloody daughter and we're all 'er slaves, too! And she gives 'er orders as 'ow she wants to see the bloody animals below decks and down they takes 'er! [_There is a roar of rage from all sides._] YANK--[_Blinking at him bewilderedly._] Say! Wait a moment! Is all dat straight goods? LONG--Straight as string! The bleedin' steward as waits on 'em, 'e told me about 'er. And what're we goin' ter do, I arsks yer? 'Ave we got ter swaller 'er hinsults like dogs? It ain't in the ship's articles. I tell yer we got a case. We kin go ter law-- YANK--[_With abysmal contempt._] Hell! Law! ALL--[_Repeating the word after him as one with cynical mockery._] Law! [_The word has a brazen metallic quality as if their throats were phonograph horns. It is followed by a chorus of hard, barking laughter._] LONG--[_Feeling the ground slipping from under his feet--desperately._] As voters and citizens we kin force the bloody governments-- YANK--[_With abysmal contempt._] Hell! Governments! ALL--[_Repeating the word after him as one with cynical mockery._] Governments! [_The word has a brazen metallic quality as if their throats were phonograph horns. It is followed by a chorus of hard, barking laughter._] LONG--[_Hysterically._] We're free and equal in the sight of God-- YANK--[_With abysmal contempt._] Hell! God! ALL--[_Repeating the word after him as one with cynical mockery._] God! [_The word has a brazen metallic quality as if their throats were phonograph horns. It is followed by a chorus of hard, barking laughter._] YANK--[_Witheringly._] Aw, join de Salvation Army! ALL--Sit down! Shut up! Damn fool! Sea-lawyer! [_Long slinks back out of sight._] PADDY--[_Continuing the trend of his thoughts as if he had never been interrupted--bitterly._] And there she was standing behind us, and the Second pointing at us like a man you'd hear in a circus would be saying: In this cage is a queerer kind of baboon than ever you'd find in darkest Africy. We roast them in their own sweat--and be damned if you won't hear some of thim saying they like it! [_He glances scornfully at Yank._] YANK--[_With a bewildered uncertain growl._] Aw! PADDY--And there was Yank roarin' curses and turning round wid his shovel to brain her--and she looked at him, and him at her--