The hawk-faced man, known among the membership of the Stepney Communist Party
for his long-winded speeches, spat out: “You’ve broken the truce,
Sorbay, you bastard. We’ll be after you ten-fold, we’ll sweep you Blackshirt
bastards from the streets of Poplar like horse dung. Clear the place of you
traitor Fascists, once and for all.”
Sowerbutt leant down towards the teacher, bound securely to a chair in the
blackened ruins of an East India Dock Road warehouse.He slowly opened his razor-sharp clasp-knife and began shaving stubble from the shaking teacher’s face. His icy voice said: “Traitors, are we? Haven’t seen you Reds do much for the war effort so far. Uncle Joe and Adolf kissing and cuddling together."
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