"Now, there's another matter that we must discuss.

I know what has been done in the way of great damage to the retaining wall.
I also know that this damage came through enmity that you stirred up by drumming certain parties out of this camp." "You refer, sir, I take it, to my act in having Blixton police officers come in here and chase out some gamblers who had come here for the purpose of winning the money of the workmen ?" "That's it," nodded Bascomb.

"In that matter you went too far---altogether too far!" "I'm afraid I don't understand you, sir." "You mean, Reade, that you don't want to understand me," snapped the president.

"You admit having chased out the gamblers, don't you ?" "Of course, I admit it, sir." "That was a bad move.

In the future, Reade, you will not interfere with any forms of amusement that the men may select for themselves in their evening hours." Tom stared at the speaker in undisguised amazement.
"But, Mr.Bascomb, the men are shamelessly robbed by the sharpers who come here to gamble with them." "That's the men's own affair," scoffed the president.