"This is the wheel of death.

Kill it, break it, smash it, before it kills another father." Henry spoke to the grinder, and asked him if there was anything amiss with the stone.
The man seemed singularly uneasy at being spoken to: however he made answer sullenly that he had seen better ones, and worse ones, and all.
Henry was, however, aware, that the breaking of a large grindstone, while revolving by steam power, was a serious, and often a fatal thing; he therefore made a private mark upon the wall opposite the grindstone, and took his excited companion to Bayne.

"This poor lad says he has found a defective grindstone.

It is impossible for me to test it while it is running.

Will you let us into the works when the saw-grinders have left ?" Bayne hem'd and haw'd a little, but consented.