They are working us as hard as they can in shifts on special jobs now, in case they should get left.

Every hour we work makes it better for them.

I say 'Strike!'" There was a thunder of applause.

A ballot box was brought and placed on a table in front of the platform.
"They will strike," Aaron muttered,--"three thousand of them! Splendid!" Maraton shook his head.
"It is piecemeal work, this.

They do not understand." "They do not understand what ?" Julia asked him, turning her head swiftly.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"They will ask for five shillings a week more and get half-a-crown," he said.