Strife by John Galsworthy
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about, Henry Thomas? Have you gone silly? [THOMAS is silent.] We
know very well what we are--discontented dogs--never satisfied. What did the Chairman tell me up in London? That I did n't know what I was talking about. I was a foolish, uneducated man, that knew nothing of the wants of the men I spoke for, EDGAR. Do please keep to the point. ANTHONY. [Holding up his hand.] There can only be one master, Roberts. ROBERTS. Then, be Gad, it'll be us. [There is a silence; ANTHONY and ROBERTS stare at one another.] UNDERWOOD. If you've nothing to say to the Directors, Roberts, perhaps you 'll let Green or Thomas speak for the men. [GREEN and THOMAS look anxiously at ROBERTS, at each other, and the other men.] GREEN. [An Englishman.] If I'd been listened to, gentlemen---- THOMAS. What I'fe got to say iss what we'fe all got to say---- ROBERTS. Speak for yourself, Henry Thomas. SCANTLEBURY. [With a gesture of deep spiritual discomfort.] Let the poor men call their souls their own! |
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