CHAPTER XIX.
A MERE MATTER OF REVENGE Hetty and Thursday continued to work on the paper.
"We'll have everything ready by the time the line is connected," said the artist.

"Then it will be but a few moments' work to run off the edition." Patsy and Beth held candles for them, for the electric lights had been cut off with the power; so, seeing them all busily engaged, Arthur Weldon decided to return to the mill to join the Major.

Booth sat in the front office, near the door, and in the darkness Arthur nearly stumbled over him.
"Going away, sir ?" asked the man.
"Yes; I'll see if I can be of any assistance at the mill." "Be careful.

Those workmen have been drifting into town in squads, the last few minutes, and most of them are reckless with drink." "I'll watch out," said Arthur.
In the middle of the road a group of mill hands conversed excitedly in some foreign tongue; but they paid no attention to Weldon as he passed them.

Others joined them, presently, and one began a harangue in a loud voice, to which they listened eagerly.