He looked up, trying to see her through a forest of legs. It felt as though a rib was broken, but his main concern was for Susan. Boots thudded into his body, and he groaned aloud. His eyes were smarting from the smoke, and only the coolness of the night air on his face told him that they were outside. The scene which met his eyes caused him to catch his breath.įists were pummelling him the whole time. Newman pushed her behind him and moved to the window, parting one of the curtains slightly so that he could see outside. 'Come on out, Newman' Someone was hammering and kicking on the front door. The big fellow, the one who had done most of the threatening and shouting, pushed his way to the front and grabbed Newman by the front of his pullover. Youths crowded into the room, young faces twisted into expressions of hate and fear. Flames were now leaping from the curtains on to the pine wall coverings, and choking black smoke filled the room. Newman pulled her to him, determined to shield her from the mob. There was no way of locking it-not that it would have been any use. >Susan screamed and came running back into the room, slamming the frail door behind her.
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There was a splintering crack from out in the hall, and he knew that the front door had yielded.
Then let's just pray they get here in time.' More stones and bricks showered into the room. There was a howl of pain, and the improvised torch fell to the carpet. Newman struck downwards viciously with a heavy glass ashtray, catching the youth on the forearm. 'What d'you want?' Brian Newman shouted, and dodged back as another stone came whizzing into the room. You started this fuckin' disease, and if we've all gotta die then you're goin' to be the first' 'Did you get through?' Newman gave way to a fit of coughing.
One of them bad an axe, and he heard the woodwork of the front His reply was greeted with guffaws, and more of the youths began crowding into the tiny front garden. A hail of stones crashed into the small living-room, smashing the remaining panes of glass in the window, their force retarded by the obstructing flapping curtains. 'What the hell' Professor Newman was on his feet immediately. The curtains blew inwards as the warm breeze of a hot summer's night wafted through the smashed pane. A heavy object thudded on to the carpet and bounced against the fireplace. Her attempts to raise his spirits were interrupted by a crashing and splintering of glass. Three of them had hold of Susan, and were dragging her screaming out into the hall.
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'Shut your trap' The other struck the professor across the face with the back of his free hand, and Newman tasted blood in his mouth as he staggered back. 'Calm yourselves.' Newman tried to speak evenly. 'I'll try and keep 'em talking in the meantime.' 'Dial 999,' he said pushing Susan gently away.
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