"You need more recreation than you have been taking, I believe." A shadow crossed Maitland's face.
"I don't believe I need recreation very much, but these chaps of mine do," he said simply.
"The workmen, you mean!" "Yes.

They lead rather a dull life, you know.

Not much colour.

A pool room on the whole has rather a rotten effect upon a chap who has been nine or ten hours indoors already and who sticks at the same thing day in and day out for months at a time." "Ah, I see.

You mean you took up hockey for--ah--to help--" "Well, I don't want to pose as a workingman's advocate and that sort of thing.