Zorzi had no reason for concealing the truth from him.
"They all hate me here," he said.

"It happened like an accident, but the man made it happen.

I do not think that he intended to maim me for life, but he meant to hurt me badly, and he did.

There was not a man or a boy in the furnace room who did not understand, for no workman ever yet let his blow-pipe slip from his hand in swinging a piece.

But I do not wish to make matters worse, and I have said that I believed it was an accident." "I should like to come across the man who did it," said Venier, his eyes growing hard and steely.
"When I tried to hop to the furnace on one leg to save myself from falling, one of the men cried out that I was a dancer, and laughed.