Dwelling Place of Light, the — Volume 3 by Winston Churchill
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leave the place, to be alone, to think about this discovery. Yet she
wished to know more. "But how did he happen to come here to Hampton--to be doing this?" she asked. "Well, that's just what makes him interesting, one never can tell what he'll do. He took it into his head to collect the money to feed these children; I suppose he gave much of it himself. He has an income of his own, though he likes to live so simply." "This place--it's not connected with any organization?" Janet ejaculated. "That's the trouble, he doesn't like organizations, and he doesn't seem to take any interest in the questions or movements of the day," Mrs. Brocklehurst complained. "Or at least he refuses to talk about them, though I've known him for many years, and his people and mine were friends. Now there are lots of things I want to learn, that I came up from New York to find out. I thought of course he'd introduce me to the strike leaders, and he tells me he doesn't know one of them. Perhaps you know them," she added, with sudden inspiration. "I'm only an employee at Strike Headquarters," Janet replied, stiffening a little despite the lady's importuning look--which evidently was usually effective. "You mean the I.W.W.?" "Yes." |
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