We won't open any of them till we've taken them all out--and then we'll undo one in our turns.

Then we s'll both undo equal," Millicent was saying.
"Yes, we'll take them ALL out first," re-echoed Marjory.
"And what are they going to do about Job Arthur Freer?
Do they want him ?" A faint smile came on her husband's face.
"Nay, I don't know what they want .-- Some of 'em want him--whether they're a majority, I don't know." She watched him closely.
"Majority! I'd give 'em majority.

They want to get rid of you, and make a fool of you, and you want to break your heart over it.

Strikes me you need something to break your heart over." He laughed silently.
"Nay," he said.

"I s'll never break my heart." "You'll go nearer to it over that, than over anything else: just because a lot of ignorant monkeys want a monkey of their own sort to do the Union work, and jabber to them, they want to get rid of you, and you eat your heart out about it.