"
"We can't stop that," sighed Harry. "We have no control over the way in
which the workmen choose to spend their money."
"Want me to tell you a secret?" whispered Tom mysteriously.
"Yes, if it's an interesting one," smiled Harry.
"Very good, then. I know I can't actually interfere with the way the
men spend their money. But I'm going to give them some earnest advice
about avoiding fellows who would fleece them out of their wages."
"Go slowly, Tom!" warned Hazelton, opening his eyes rather wide. "Don't
put yourself in bad with the men, or they may quit you in a body."
"Let them," retorted Tom, with one of his easy smiles. "If these men
throw up their work General Manager Ellsworth will know where to find
others for us. Few of our men are skilled workers. We can find
substitutes for most of them anywhere that laborers can be found."
"But you've no right--"
"Of one thing you may be very sure, Harry. I'll take pains not to step
over the line of my own rights, and not to step on the rights of the men
who are working for us.
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