"So _that_ is what you were doing in that box alone!" he
exclaimed. "You incomprehensable child! Why didn't you tell your
mother?"
"Mother does not always understand," I said, in a low
voice. "I thought, by buying a Box, I would do my part to help
Miss Everett's couzin's play suceed. And as a result I was
draged home, and shamefully treated in the most mortafying
maner. But I am acustomed to brutalaty."
"Oh, come now," he said. "I wouldn't go as far as that,
chicken. Well, I won't finanse the play, but short of that I'll
do what I can."
However he was not so agreable when I told him Carter
Brooks' plan. He delivered a firm no.
"Although," he said, "sombody ought to do it, and show the
falasy of the Play. In the first place, the world doesn't owe
the fellow a living, unless he will hustel around and make it.
In the second place an employer has a right to turn away a man
he doesn't want. No one can force Capitle to employ Labor."
"Well," I said, "as long as Labor talks and makes a lot of
noise, and Capitle is to dignafied to say anything, most people
are going to side with Labor.
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