'Thanks, awfully!'
'And we'll 'elp you if you let us,' she said.
'’Elp us? You tyke the bread out of our mouths.'
'Now you're goin' to begin about us blackleggin' the men! W'y does any woman tyke less wyges than a man for the same work? Only because we can't get anything better. That's part the reason w'y we're yere to-d'y. Do you reely think,' she reasoned with them as man to man; 'do you think, now, we tyke those low wyges because we got a likin' fur low wyges? No. We're just like you. We want as much as ever we can get.'
'’Ear! 'ear!'
'We got a gryte deal to do with our [wyges], we women has. We got the children to think about. And w'en we get our rights, a woman's flesh and blood won't be so much cheaper than a man's that employers can get rich on keepin' you out o' work and sweatin' us. If you men only could see it, we got the syme cause, and if you 'elped us you'd be 'elpin' yerselves.'
'Rot!'
'True as gospel!' some one said.
'Drivel!'
As she retired against the banner with the others, there was some applause.