MINERS MAKE DEMANDS
"YOU go on about your business. You do not belong with this committee," snapped Cavard as the Iron Boy joined them at the entrance to the superintendent's office, where the meeting was to take place.
"If the superintendent doesn't wish to see me I will leave. You have no business to give me orders, so attend to your own affairs, if you will be so good."
The lad slipped in behind the others and stood near the door of the private office, where, with the others, he was awaiting the arrival of Mr. Penton. The latter entered very shortly afterwards.
"Well, gentlemen, what can I do for you this evening?" questioned the executive smilingly.
Cavard cleared his throat, assuming his most suave air.
"In the first place, Mr. Penton, we are a duly authorized committee with power to wait upon you. This boy Rush is not a member of the committee. We represent the newly formed union. Will you kindly ask the boy to withdraw?"
The superintendent elevated his eyebrows in mild surprise.
"Is he not a member of the union?"
"Yes," admitted Cavard with evident reluctance.