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Updated: June 8, 2025
While the agitator was speaking, Billy Rand moved quickly here and there through the crowd, as if searching for some one. After the mass meeting on the street there was a meeting of the Mill workers' union. Later, Vodell's inner circle met in the room back of Dago Bill's pool hall. It was midnight when Billy Rand finally returned to the waiting Interpreter.
But it was only for the moment. The members of Vodell's inner circle were at work among them. John had spoken but a few sentences when he was interrupted by voices from the crowd. "Tell us where your old man got this Mill that he says is his?" "Where did Adam get his castle on the hill?" "We and our families live in shanties." "Who paid for your automobile, John?" "We and our children walk."
Certainly, as he watched the progress of Jake Vodell's missionary work among them, John could not ignore these Sam Whaleys of the industries as an important factor in his problem. So it happened, curiously enough, that Helen herself was led to call at the little home next door to the old house where she had lived in those years of her happy girlhood.
When supper was over and it was dark, Charlie, saying that he thought he ought to attend Jake Vodell's street meeting that evening, left the house. But Captain Charlie did not go to hear the agitator's soap-box oration that night. For an hour or more, under cover of the darkness, the workman sat on the porch of the old house next door to his home.
This action of the members of the Mill workers' union who were loyal to John, however, quite naturally increased the feeling of their comrades who had accepted Vodell's version of the murder. Thus, the final crisis of the industrial battle centered about the Mill. Every hour that John Ward could keep the Mill running lessened Vodell's chances of final victory.
For an instant they looked at each other questioningly. Then Helen spoke to the chauffeur. "To the Interpreter's, Tom." She indicated to Billy Rand that he was to go with them. It was not Jake Vodell's purpose to call openly in his address to the assembled workmen for an attack on the Mill.
An' the other day Helen Ward, she give us a ride, in her autermobile while she was a-visitin' with the Interpreter up there." Jake Vodell's black brows were drawn together in a frown of disapproval. "So this Adam Ward's daughter, too, calls on the Interpreter, heh! Many people, it seems, go to this Interpreter."
There is a lot of truth, after all, in Jake Vodell's talk about the rights of men who work with their hands. The law upholds Adam Ward in his possessions, I know. And it would uphold him Just the same if my children were starving. But the law don't make it right. There should be some way to make a man do what is right law or no law. You and John " "Father!" cried Mary, alarmed at his words.
The weeks of agitation the constant pounding of Vodell's arguments the steady fire of his oratory and the continual appeal to their class loyalty made it easy for them to stand with their fellow workmen, now that the issue was being so clearly forced.
Scarcely had they reached the front of the large main building when they were joined by still another crowd that had been gathering in the neighborhood of McIver's factory. Thus, with startling suddenness, a great company of workmen was assembled at the Mill. But a large part of that company had yet to be molded to Vodell's purpose.
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