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She is twenty-four, and girls marry so young, nowadays." "Carton and she can make up for lost time later on," Mr. Foley insisted. "Maraton goes to-morrow. To-night I am relying upon Elisabeth to look after him. For some reason or other, they seem to get on together excellently."
Your niece's attitude towards me, even if a trifle crude, is, I am afraid, the general one amongst your class in this country." "To be frank with you, I agree," Mr. Foley assented. "I, personally, Mr. Maraton, am trying to be a dissenter.
The face was somehow familiar to him the grey, untidy beard, long hairy eyebrows, sunken eyes, the shabby clothes. It was David Ross. "Can I speak a word with you, Mr. Maraton?" Maraton nodded. "Of course. I don't remember your name. You were at Manchester, weren't you, and at my house with the others?" "Ross, my name is," the man answered.
"You may be speaking the truth, Mr. Foley," Maraton confessed quietly. "At any rate, you have voiced some of my deepest fears. I know that I cannot bring the people to my standard by showing them the whole of my mind.
"It is very kind of you," he said, "but I shall take no holiday. I need none. I have endless work here during the vacation. There are some industries I have scarcely looked into at all. And there is my Bill, and the draft of another one to follow. Thank you very much, Mr. Foley, all the same." Elisabeth set down the illustrated paper which she had picked up. She looked across at Maraton.
I have taken Lenchester House for a year. My, it would be good to see their faces!" Maraton shook his head. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Bollington-Watts," he said, "but my visit to England is one of business only. To be frank with you, I have no social existence, nor any desire to cultivate one." "But you know Lady Elisabeth," the little woman protested.
Peter Dale and his colleagues had been gods a few weeks ago! "Can't you see," Aaron continued irritably, "that the coming of Maraton has changed many things? A man like that can't serve under anybody, and no man could come as a stranger and lead the Labour Party. He has to be outside. This is a working man's constituency. He is pledged to fight Capital, fight it tooth and nail."
For all her strange beauty, Julia, too, was one of the suffering children of the world. The lines of her figure, which should have been so subtle and fascinating, were sharpened by an unnatural thinness. Aaron's cheeks were almost like a consumptive's, his physique was puny. There was something in their expression common to both. Maraton was conscious of a wave of pity as he withdrew his eyes.
Never mind, war and conquest are to come. We give you a month in which to deliver your message. You have, I believe, two large meetings to address before that date. Make your pronouncement and all will be well. The million is yours for the people." "A sort of gigantic blackmail," Maraton remarked drily. "You can call it what you like. If you have conditions to make, I am prepared to listen.
A hundred thousand men heard his passionate prayer to them. They were hard-featured, hard-minded Yorkshiremen, most of them, but they never forgot. "You will get the half a crown a week which your leaders demand," Maraton told them. "Your masters may God forgive me for using the word! will pay to that extent.
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