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We'll ha' some rag-an'-bone tramp snappin' her up under oor nose, said he; an' he put the wheel over. We were goin' slow. "'Bannister wad like better to go home on a liner an' eat in the saloon. Mind ye what they said o' Holdock & Steiner's food that night at Radley's? Keep her awa', man keep her awa'. A tow's a tow, but a derelict's big salvage. "'E-eh! 'said Bell.
There's not another man could ha' nursed the Breslau for eight months to that tune. Never again never again! They may send their boats to the bottom, for aught I care." "There's no need," said Janet, softly. "We're done wi' Holdock, Steiner & Chase." "It's irritatin', Janet, it's just irritatin'. I ha' been justified from first to last, as the world knows, but but I canna forgie 'em.
That is to say, she can for a while, but at a risk no thinkin' man would run. "'What the deil d' ye suppose we pass your indents for? says old Holdock. 'Man, we're spendin' money like watter.
Later he approved of my writings to the extent of one pamphlet of twenty-four pages that I wrote for Holdock, Steiner & Chase, owners of the line, when they bought some ventilating patent and fitted it to the cabins of the Breslau, Spandau, and Koltzau.
'Maybe a piano in the Chief Engineer's cabin would be more to the point. "I crushed my cap in my hands, an' thanked God we'd no bairns an' a bit put by. "'Understand, gentlemen, I said. 'If the Breslau is made a sixteen-day boat, ye'll find another engineer. "'Bannister makes no objection, said Holdock. "'I'm speakin' for myself, I said. 'Bannister has bairns. 'An' then I lost my temper.
A little maize-wrapped fig of clotted Madeira cigars went with the wine, and the rest was a pale blue smoky silence; Janet, in her splendour, smiling on us two, and patting McPhee's hand. "We'll drink," said McPhee, slowly, rubbing his chin, "to the eternal damnation o' Holdock, Steiner & Chase." Of course I answered "Amen," though I had made seven pound ten shillings out of the firm.
"'How do Holdock, Steiner & Chase feed their men? said he. "'Ye can see, I said, knockin' the top off another beer-bottle. 'I did not sign to be starved, McRimmon. "'Nor to swum, either, said he, for Bell had tauld him how I carried the line aboard. 'Well, I'm thinkin' you'll be no loser.
They were all shut when I came aboard, but some one had flooded the engine-room eight feet over all, and shut it off with the worm-an'-wheel gear from the second gratin' afterwards. "'Losh! said McRimmon. 'The ineequity o' man's beyond belief. But it's awfu' discreditable to Holdock, Steiner & Chase, if that came oot in court. "'It's just my own curiosity, I said.
The purser of the Breslau recommended me to Holdock's secretary for the job; and Holdock, who is a Wesleyan Methodist, invited me to his house, and gave me dinner with the governess when the others had finished, and placed the plans and specifications in my hand, and I wrote the pamphlet that same afternoon.
When McPhee was away Mrs. McPhee read the Lloyds column in the papers, and called on the wives of senior engineers of equal social standing. Once or twice, too, Mrs. Holdock visited Mrs. McPhee in a brougham with celluloid fittings, and I have reason to believe that, after she had played owner's wife long enough, they talked scandal.
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