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Sir Nigel, who was puzzling out some specially complicated formula,
suddenly looked up. He had an idea that his name had been mentioned;
but as every one present appeared to be listening most intently to the
chairman, he resumed his engrossing occupation with a sigh of relief.
"--paid full wages during the whole of that time; and as coal was
naturally unobtainable in the village, he imported sufficient to
supply the needs of the whole community. Not a house in the village
lacked its kitchen fire or its Sunday dinner during all those weeks.
That was before the days of the Employers' Liability, gentlemen! If a
similar disaster were to occur to-day, I doubt if Sir Nigel here would
feel morally bound to do anything for such an independent and
self-sufficient community. The present state of things may safeguard
you against the ungenerous employer, but it eliminates the milk of
human kindness from our mutual transactions, and that is always a
matter for regret. That is all, gentlemen. You have our last word in
this matter. These two men must go. If you would like to withdraw to
the next room for a few minutes and consider whether you have anything
further to say, we shall be glad to wait your convenience here."
The deputation rose and filed solemnly from the room, and the Board
were left alone.
Presently Mr Aymer observed timidly--
"Mr Chairman, don't you think we might let Conlin stay, and content
ourselves with dismissing Murton?"
"Afraid not," said Juggernaut. "It's a bit hard on Conlin, but we have
to consider the greatest good of the greatest number. He's a
plague-spot, and if we don't eradicate him he'll spread. Do you agree,
Kirkley?"
"Bad luck on the poor devil, but I think you are right," assented his
lordship.
"Crisp?"
Mr Crisp nodded.
"Nigel?"
Sir Nigel Thompson looked up from his seventh envelope with a
contented sigh.
"I have it at last," he said. "It's a perfectly simple solution,
really, but the obvious often escapes one's notice owing to its very
proximity. The eye is looking further afield. Eh--what? My decision? I
agree implicitly with you, Jack--that is, gentlemen, I support the
chairman in his view of the case."
And this vigilant counsellor collected his envelopes and stuffed them
into his pocket. The chairman continued--
"Montague?"
"Before I answer that question," began Mr Montague, "I should like to
protetht--protest, I mean--against the arbitrary manner in which you
have conducted this meeting, Mr Chairman. You have taken the case out
of our hands in a manner which I consider most unwarrantable; and,
speaking as the actual employer of the two men----"
Juggernaut swung rather deliberately round in his chair.
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