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'
Monny
's
the
pleasant
word
as
soom
heer
has
spok
'n
wi
'
me
;
monny
's
the
face
I
see
heer
,
as
I
first
seen
when
I
were
yoong
and
lighter
heart
'n
than
now
.
I
ha
'
never
had
no
fratch
afore
,
sin
ever
I
were
born
,
wi
'
any
o
'
my
like
;
Gonnows
I
ha
'
none
now
that
's
o
'
my
makin
'
.
Yo
'll
ca
'
me
traitor
and
that
--
yo
I
mean
t
'
say
,
'
addressing
Slackbridge
,
'
but
'
tis
easier
to
ca
'
than
mak
'
out
.
So
let
be
.
'
He
had
moved
away
a
pace
or
two
to
come
down
from
the
platform
,
when
he
remembered
something
he
had
not
said
,
and
returned
again
.
'
Haply
,
'
he
said
,
turning
his
furrowed
face
slowly
about
,
that
he
might
as
it
were
individually
address
the
whole
audience
,
those
both
near
and
distant
;
'
haply
,
when
this
question
has
been
tak
'n
up
and
discoosed
,
there
'll
be
a
threat
to
turn
out
if
I
'm
let
to
work
among
yo
.
I
hope
I
shall
die
ere
ever
such
a
time
cooms
,
and
I
shall
work
solitary
among
yo
unless
it
cooms
--
truly
,
I
mun
do
'
t
,
my
friends
;
not
to
brave
yo
,
but
to
live
.
I
ha
nobbut
work
to
live
by
;
and
wheerever
can
I
go
,
I
who
ha
worked
sin
I
were
no
heighth
at
aw
,
in
Coketown
heer
?
I
mak
'
no
complaints
o
'
bein
turned
to
the
wa
'
,
o
'
bein
outcasten
and
overlooken
fro
this
time
forrard
,
but
hope
I
shall
be
let
to
work
.
If
there
is
any
right
for
me
at
aw
,
my
friends
,
I
think
'
tis
that
.
'
Not
a
word
was
spoken
.
Not
a
sound
was
audible
in
the
building
,
but
the
slight
rustle
of
men
moving
a
little
apart
,
all
along
the
centre
of
the
room
,
to
open
a
means
of
passing
out
,
to
the
man
with
whom
they
had
all
bound
themselves
to
renounce
companionship
.
Looking
at
no
one
,
and
going
his
way
with
a
lowly
steadiness
upon
him
that
asserted
nothing
and
sought
nothing
,
Old
Stephen
,
with
all
his
troubles
on
his
head
,
left
the
scene
.
Then
Slackbridge
,
who
had
kept
his
oratorical
arm
extended
during
the
going
out
,
as
if
he
were
repressing
with
infinite
solicitude
and
by
a
wonderful
moral
power
the
vehement
passions
of
the
multitude
,
applied
himself
to
raising
their
spirits
.
Had
not
the
Roman
Brutus
,
oh
,
my
British
countrymen
,
condemned
his
son
to
death
;
and
had
not
the
Spartan
mothers
,
oh
my
soon
to
be
victorious
friends
,
driven
their
flying
children
on
the
points
of
their
enemies
'
swords
?
Then
was
it
not
the
sacred
duty
of
the
men
of
Coketown
,
with
forefathers
before
them
,
an
admiring
world
in
company
with
them
,
and
a
posterity
to
come
after
them
,
to
hurl
out
traitors
from
the
tents
they
had
pitched
in
a
sacred
and
a
God-like
cause
?
The
winds
of
heaven
answered
Yes
;
and
bore
Yes
,
east
,
west
,
north
,
and
south
.
And
consequently
three
cheers
for
the
United
Aggregate
Tribunal
!
Slackbridge
acted
as
fugleman
,
and
gave
the
time
.
The
multitude
of
doubtful
faces
(
a
little
conscience-stricken
)
brightened
at
the
sound
,
and
took
it
up
.
Private
feeling
must
yield
to
the
common
cause
.
Hurrah
!
The
roof
yet
vibrated
with
the
cheering
,
when
the
assembly
dispersed
.
Thus
easily
did
Stephen
Blackpool
fall
into
the
loneliest
of
lives
,
the
life
of
solitude
among
a
familiar
crowd
.
The
stranger
in
the
land
who
looks
into
ten
thousand
faces
for
some
answering
look
and
never
finds
it
,
is
in
cheering
society
as
compared
with
him
who
passes
ten
averted
faces
daily
,
that
were
once
the
countenances
of
friends
.
Such
experience
was
to
be
Stephen
's
now
,
in
every
waking
moment
of
his
life
;
at
his
work
,
on
his
way
to
it
and
from
it
,
at
his
door
,
at
his
window
,
everywhere
.
By
general
consent
,
they
even
avoided
that
side
of
the
street
on
which
he
habitually
walked
;
and
left
it
,
of
all
the
working
men
,
to
him
only
.
He
had
been
for
many
years
,
a
quiet
silent
man
,
associating
but
little
with
other
men
,
and
used
to
companionship
with
his
own
thoughts
.
He
had
never
known
before
the
strength
of
the
want
in
his
heart
for
the
frequent
recognition
of
a
nod
,
a
look
,
a
word
;
or
the
immense
amount
of
relief
that
had
been
poured
into
it
by
drops
through
such
small
means
.
It
was
even
harder
than
he
could
have
believed
possible
,
to
separate
in
his
own
conscience
his
abandonment
by
all
his
fellows
from
a
baseless
sense
of
shame
and
disgrace
.
