Cap Saunders.
They'll have to soon, they say; their grub's give out.
Harvey Anderson.
The Company has given them till to-morrow night
To come to work or be shut out for good.
Harry Egerton.
Have they brought in more men?
Harvey Anderson.
They're arranging to.
Harry Egerton.
I do not see, friends, what you hope to gain
By leaving Foreston and wandering off
In search of work. In the first place I know,
As you perhaps do not, that Egerton
Has given orders to the neighboring plants
To take on no more men until this strike
Is settled, till it's won. And, as you know,
For forty miles around the mills are his,
The camps are his. And where his power ends,
Others begin that work in harmony
With Egerton and Company. They are one,
And have an understanding in some things
Far more than you suspect.