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He tells 'em that Jason is probably a more efficient man than Democracy will be able to evolve in a coon's age, that we ought to take him over, instead of letting the capitalists have him." "Did Krebs say that?" Dickinson demanded. "You can't have read the article very thoroughly, Leonard," Ralph commented. "I'm afraid you only picked out the part of it that compliments you.
"I don't know. But someone told him that it originated in our office, and that we were going to use it in our suit against the Ribblevale." I related the circumstances of my running across Krebs, speaking of having known him at Harvard. Colonel Varney uttered an oath, and strode across to the window, where he stood looking down into the street from between the lace curtains.
Tom and I paused at the foot of the stairs. He clutched my arm. "Darned if it wasn't our friend Krebs!" he whispered. While I was by no means so popular as Tom, I got along fairly well.
"How about the thousands of families who don't earn enough to live decently even in times of prosperity?" inquired Krebs. "It's hard, I'll admit, but the inefficient and the shiftless are bound to suffer, no matter what form of government you adopt." "You talk about standards of living, I could show you some examples of standards to make your heart sick," he said.
The door made little noise, yet one of the men sitting in the back of the room chanced to look around, and I recognized Hermann Krebs. His face was still sunken from his recent illness. Into his eyes seemed to leap a sudden appeal, an appeal to which my soul responded yet I hurried down the stairs and into the street.
I hurried into the street, and on the sidewalk stopped face to face with Perry Blackwood. "Hugh!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" "I came to inquire for Krebs," I answered. "I've seen him." "You you've been talking to him?" Perry demanded. I nodded. He stared at me for a moment with an astonishment to which I was wholly indifferent. He did not seem to know just how to act.
Paret," she replied simply, and I knew that she had understated. It was quite apparent that Krebs had captivated her. I tried not to betray my annoyance. "Was there a good audience?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "How many do you think?" She hesitated. "It isn't a very large hall, you know. I should say it would hold about eight hundred people." "And it was full?" I persisted.
As the routine business began I searched for Krebs, to find him presently at a desk beside a window in the rear of the hall making notes on a paper; there was, confessedly, little satisfaction in the thought that the man whose gaunt features I contemplated was merely one of those impractical idealists who beat themselves to pieces against the forces that sway the world and must forever sway it.
Krebs. I didn't know who he was. He just said, 'You'd better come with me, Miss Hutchins, and I went with him. I thought afterwards that it was a very courageous thing for him to do, because he was so popular with the mill people, and they had such a feeling against us. Yet they didn't seem to resent it, and made way for us, and Mr. Krebs spoke to many of them as we passed.
Georges broke in upon his solitude and attached himself to him, while Krebs endured, smiled, and accepted, and they became allies. It was Krebs, for the time, who was the authority, the one who had prestige and wore the halo. Why, he knew what an automobile was, and one Sunday he took his friend Georges to Ivry and taught him how to drive. He taught him every technical thing he knew.
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