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"Sandy Morley would like to get the girl," Crothers reasoned primitively; "and if this-er-Treadwell or Hertford can smirch her it will finish Sandy; take his appetite for The Hollow away and clean up the whole business getting me even for past hurts, too damn her!"
Of course the contracts are not worth the paper they are written on, but a general belief is spreading that our works cannot be relied upon and, in order to benefit The Hollow, Crothers is offering to protect the people against us by securing positions for them if they will agree to stand by him.
With five red inches of tongue hanging out, and no sign whatever of his white-uniformed guardians to trouble him, a black man's arms were as good as any other place; he did not waste half a thought on Byng and Crothers.
The Arab was too apoplectically angry to comply, but Crothers took him by both shoulders and shoved him; and finding himself shot forward out of reach, seeing safety ahead and its possible corollary of awful vengeance, he suddenly achieved discretion and scampered through the gap in the wall. "'E's gone to fetch his pals. Look out, mate!" warned Joe Byng. "Not 'im!" vowed Crothers.
Many of these workers were Quakers who had already established settlements of slaves on estates which they had purchased in the Northwest Territory. Among these were John Rankin, James Gilliland, Jesse Lockehart, Robert Dobbins, Samuel Crothers, Hugh L. Fullerton, and William Dickey. Thus they connected the heart of the South with the avenues to freedom in the North.
"Us-all mean to stand by you. I expect you-all ain't over-rich either, and we-all can help in a right practical way. What do you say, little Miss Cyn, to coming down to the factory and doing light work and getting mighty good pay?" A new horror shook Cynthia's pallid face; but Crothers met it with a laugh. "Don't take on without reason," he soothed.
"They-all say the young manager for that company what's going to build a factory up higher has come, and I'm going to try and get a job." "Do you believe there is going to be a factory, Mr. Morley? Do you believe Smith Crothers would let any one have a factory so near his?" "They-all do say, Miss Cynthia, that that-er company what sends this young man, is powerful rich and upperty.
And its tone, to Ethel's ears, was one of utter indifference good-humoured enough but rather bored with "young things" weeping on its breast. "Be Mrs. Grewe, if you like," it said, "or Sally Crothers or Fanny Carr. Or go back home to your history prof. Each one of these things has been done before by so many thousands just like you. Nobody cares. You have no neighbours. Do exactly as you like."
While he stood by Crothers he saw, in fancy, a noble home arise above the trees on the old Hertford place. He saw his Aunt Olive no! it was not his Aunt Olive that he saw; it was Treadwell's breath came fast it was Cynthia Walden who stood at the door of the uprisen house of the Hertfords and smiled her radiant smile of welcome to him!
And you can get down to the factory after you make the old lady comfortable, and I can let you have a little mule all for yourself to tote you to and fro." "It's it's very kind of you, Mr. Crothers," Cynthia panted; "I'll ask " Then of a sudden she recollected that there was no one to ask. For the first time in her life she was confronted by an overpowering condition that she must meet alone!
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