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Men and Brothers

           

           ‘Myfriends,’Stephenbegan,inthemidstofadeadcalm;‘Iha’hedwhat’sbeenspok’no’me,and’tislicklythatIshan’tmendit.ButI’dlieferyou’dhearnthetruthconcerninmyseln,fromylipsthanfroonnyotherman’s,thoughInevercud’nspeakaforesomonny,wi’outbeinmoydertandmuddled.’

           Slackbridgeshookhisheadasifhewouldshakeitoff,inhisbitterness.

           ‘I’mth’onesingleHandinBounderby’smill,o’a’thementheer,asdon’tcoominwi’th’proposedreg’lations.Icannacoominwi’’em.Myfriends,Idoubttheirdoin’yoonnygood.Lickerthey’lldoyohurt.’

           Slackbridgelaughed,foldedhisarms,andfrownedsarcastically.

           ‘But’tan’tsommuchforthatasIstandsout.Ifthatwereaw,I’dcoominwi’th’rest.ButIha’myreasonsmine,yoseeforbeinghindered;noton’ynow,butawlusawluslifelong!’

           Slackbridgejumpedupandstoodbesidehim,gnashingandtearing.‘Oh,myfriends,whatbutthisdidItellyou?Oh,myfellow-countrymen,whatwarningbutthisdidIgiveyou?Andhowshowsthisrecreantconductinamanonwhomunequallawsareknowntohavefallenheavy?Oh,youEnglishmen,Iaskyouhowdoesthissubornationshowinoneofyourselves,whoisthusconsentingtohisownundoingandtoyours,andtoyourchildren’sandyourchildren’schildren’s?’

           Therewassomeapplause,andsomecryingofShameupontheman;butthegreaterpartoftheaudiencewerequiet.

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