“I want to see her get a square deal, that’s all,” Jack replied, his face flushing.
Joe the Sweeper sidled over to the couple. “What’s the verdict?” he asked in a confidential tone.
Jack pretended not to understand.
“Is the gal going to get fired?”
“I’m sure I don’t know,” Jack answered coldly. “Why does it mean so much to you?”
“Why, it don’t,” the sweeper muttered. “She ain’t no skin off my elbow.”
Penny and Jack walked on through the workroom, aware that many pairs of eyes followed them. Sally, bending over a grinding machine, looked up self-consciously. She was grinding pieces of metal, measuring each with a micrometer. There was a streak of grease across her cheek and she looked very tired.
Suddenly as Sally threw the wheel in, there was a loud clattering noise. The foreman came running. He threw the wheel back.
“What did I do?” Sally gasped, shaking from nervousness.
“You forgot to pull this lever.” The foreman said curtly. “Ruined a piece of work too! Now try to think what you’re doing and get down to business.”