Let him bark.
Fourth Workman.
You've stood by us, boys, and we'll stand by you.
Voice.
(From back in the mill)
Tell him we won't, no matter what he says!
(The Sixth Militiaman comes up the stairs, with four or five bugles, and shows surprise to see the crowd gathered)
Third Militiaman.
(In the group about the paper)
And Smith and Balding Brothers!