[Harry Heathcote of Gangoil by Anthony Trollope]@TWC D-Link bookHarry Heathcote of Gangoil CHAPTER X 5/29
I'm not going to truckle to rascals because I'm afraid of them.
I'd sooner be burned out of house and home, and go and work on the wharves in Brisbane, than that." "My word! yes," said Jacko, "and I too." "If the devil is to get ahead, he must, but I won't hold a candle to him.
You fellows may tell every man about the place what I say.
As long as I'm master of Gangoil I'll be master; and when I come across a swindle I'll tell the man who does it he's a swindler.
I told Bos to his face; but I didn't tell any body else, and I shouldn't if he'd taken it right and mended his ways." They all understood him very well--the German, the Irishman, Medlicot's foreman, Medlicot himself, and even Jacko; and though, no doubt, there was a feeling within the hearts of the men that Harry Heathcote was imperious, still they respected him, and they believed him. "The masther should be the masther, no doubt," said the Irishman. "A man that is a man vill not sell hisself body and soul," said the German, slowly. "Do I want dominion over your soul, Karl Bender ?" asked the squatter, with energy.
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