GERALD. A funny temper, are they? Then I suppose we ought to laugh.
JOB ARTHUR. No, I don't think it's a laughing matter. They're coming out on Monday for certain.
GERALD. Yes—so are the daffodils.
JOB ARTHUR. Beg pardon?
GERALD. Daffodils.
JOB ARTHUR. No, I don't follow what you mean.
GERALD. Don't you? But I thought Alfred Breffitt and William Straw were not very popular.
JOB ARTHUR. No, they aren't—not in themselves. But it's the principle of the thing—so it seems.
GERALD. What principle?
JOB ARTHUR. Why, all sticking together, for one thing—all Barlow & Walsall's men holding by one another.