Those who understood the meaning of the flag squeezed their way up to it.

Mazin, Samoylov, and the Gusevs stood close at Pavel's side.

Nikolay with bent head pushed his way through the crowd.

Some other people unknown to the mother, young and with burning eyes, jostled her.
"Long live the working people of all countries!" shouted Pavel.
And ever increasing in force and joy, a thousand-mouthed echo responded in a soul-stirring acclaim.
The mother clasped Pavel's hand, and somebody else's, too.

She was breathless with tears, yet refrained from shedding them.