'I'll give 'im glasspaper! I'll 'ave a Alteration!' He went into the hall, where he remained alone for a considerable time, brooding.

At last, with the manner of one who has resolved on a certain course of action, he turned and entered the room where Philpot and Harlow were working.
'You both get sevenpence an hour, don't you ?' he said.
They both replied to the affirmative.
'I've never worked under price yet,' added Harlow.
'Nor me neither,' observed Philpot.
'Well, of course you can please yourselves,' Hunter continued, 'but after this week we've decided not to pay more than six and a half.
Things is cut so fine nowadays that we can't afford to go on payin' sevenpence any longer.

You can work up till tomorrow night on the old terms, but if you're not willin' to accept six and a half you needn't come on Saturday morning.

Please yourselves.

Take it or leave it.' Harlow and Philpot were both too much astonished to say anything in reply to this cheerful announcement, and Hunter, with the final remark, 'You can think it over,' left them and went to deliver the same ultimatum to all the other full-price men, who took it in the same way as Philpot and Harlow had done.