When Blink and Pack Rat got back Jack and Dave were still gone. A few minutes after they returned with Boots. "Jack. So, where's Spot?" Racetrak asked when he caught sight of the boys. Jack shrugged " He was concerned about us being serious. You imagine that?" well there goes Harlem. Blink thought. "Well, Jack, maybe we otta ease off a li'l." Race sugested. Blink agreed "Widout Spot an' da oddahs, dere ain't enough of us, Jack."
"Maybe we're moving too soon. Maybe we ain't ready, ya know?" Mush piped in. Skittery, the group pesimist added "I definitely think we should forget about it for a li'l while." he looked at Blink who nodded and agreed "Oh Do ya?" Jack challenged. "yeah" Skittery shrugged. Race supported Skittery's plan of abanon with: "Yeah, I mean, widout Brooklyn… ya know?" Jack got frusterated and disapointed with his men "Spot was right! Is dis jus' a game to you guys?" It wasn't a game to Blink but he did agree that without Brooklyn they group of Newsies would not have many suporters. He thought about how he was going to get Trapper to join the cause with out Spot in the mix. He had nothing once again. After a few words of encouragement from Dave the cirulation bell rang calling all Scabbers to the stand to buy their papes. " Anybody hear that?" Jack asked. In unison the Newsies shouted "NO!"
"So what we gonna do about it?" Jack asked. Once again in union the Newsies shouted "Soak 'em!" and they charged the World office. One of the Scabbs had just bought his papers when Jack and the boys showed up. When he saw the mulititude of boys he threw his papes to the ground and joined the Newsies. Three others followed him with their hands up in surrender, until an older boy came up to the guys. He tried to get by but the Newsies wouldn't let him. "Bink" he pleaded when Blink blocked his way, but Blink was too far into the strike to let the boy sell. "Jack jus'...don't" with that Jack knocked the papes out of the boys hands and with that one gesture all hell broke loose. There was fighting everywhere. Soon enough the chaos evolved from fighting to ripping up papers. Blink watched the mess with joy until Jack shouted "Cheese it! Cheese it! Its da Bulls" The Newsies scattered into the streets; all except for Crutchy who was still gleefully ripping up newspapers. "Oi Crutchy!" Race shouted before running off "Scram!" and Race ran into the streets. It wasn't until the boys had returned to the lodging house that anyone noticed anything amiss. "Where's Crutchy?" Blink asked as he looked into the faces of his fellow Newsboys. Race explained what had happened as they all ran away. Blink's question no longer needed to be answered; there was only one lace he could be. The Refuge