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Chapter 9
Butnowtimeswerebad,anditwaspitslikeNewLondonthatgotleft.
’There’salotofTevershallmenleftandgonetoStacksGateandWhiteover,’saidMrsBolton.’You’venotseenthenewworksatStacksGate,openedafterthewar,haveyou,SirClifford?Oh,youmustgooneday,they’resomethingquitenew:greatbigchemicalworksatthepit-head,doesn’tlookabitlikeacolliery.Theysaytheygetmoremoneyoutofthechemicalby-productsthanoutofthecoal--Iforgetwhatitis.Andthegrandnewhousesforthemen,fairmansions!ofcourseit’sbroughtalotofriff-rafffromalloverthecountry.ButalotofTevershallmengotonthere,anddoin’well,alotbetterthanourownmen.TheysayTevershall’sdone,finished:onlyaquestionofafewmoreyears,andit’llhavetoshutdown.AndNewLondon’llgofirst.Myword,won’titbefunnywhenthere’snoTevershallpitworking.It’sbadenoughduringastrike,butmyword,ifitclosesforgood,it’llbeliketheendoftheworld.EvenwhenIwasagirlitwasthebestpitinthecountry,andamancountedhimselfluckyifhecouldonhere.Oh,there’sbeensomemoneymadeinTevershall.Andnowthemensayit’sasinkingship,andit’stimetheyallgotout.Doesn’titsoundawful!Butofcoursethere’salotas’llnevergotilltheyhaveto.Theydon’tlikethesenewfangledmines,suchadepth,andallmachinerytoworkthem.Someofthemsimplydreadsthoseironmen,astheycallthem,thosemachinesforhewingthecoal,wheremenalwaysdiditbefore.Andtheysayit’swastefulaswell.
