Besides, I can't stick it." In this resolve he had persisted in spite of Mr.Maitland's entreaties that he should give the thing another try, promising him all possible guidance and backing.

But entreaties and offers of assistance had been in vain.

Tony was wild to get away from the mill.

He hated the grind.

He wanted his freedom.
Vainly Mr.Maitland had offered to find another position for him somewhere, somehow.
"We'll find a place in the office for you," he had pleaded.