In that brief instant one might have seen a button pinned upon his blue flannel shirt--clasped hands, surrounded by the legend: "Workers of the World, Unite!" But neither of the plutocrats observed this; nor, had they seen, would they have understood.
And whether the sturdy toiler had overheard aught of their infernal conspiring--or, having heard it, grasped its dire and criminal significance--who, who in all this weary and toil-burdened world, could say?
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