You claimin' all them shares--
FRANKEL: Well, my goodness, you git the _work_ fer them shares, don't
you? What you yelpin' about?
CARTER: I don't say we don't git the same amount o' work, but--
FRANKEL: Well, _how_ you git it, that's my lookout, ain't it, so it's
done?
CARTER: But you claim you got a right to draw out twenty-six profits!
FRANKEL: Sure I do when I furnish the labour for twenty-six. Am I
crazy?
CARTER: But that way you're makin' more than any ten men put together in
the whole factory!
FRANKEL: Ain't it just? What you goin' to do about it?
[_During this speech_ SHOMBERG _has come along the street and
stands looking over the gate._]
CARTER: Well, so fur, we ain't been able to see how to argue with you.
It don't look right, and yet it's hard to find jest what to say to you.
FRANKEL: You bet it is!
CARTER: 'Course, that's one of the points that's got to be settled at
the meeting to-morrow.
FRANKEL: You bet it'll be settled!
MRS. SIMPSON: If we had another kind of a chairman it'd been settled
long ago, and settled right!
CARTER: Now look here, Mrs. Simpson--
FRANKEL [_passionately_]: I got twenty-six shares, and I earned 'em,
too! [_To_ GIBSON.] Look at the trouble they make me--to git my legal
rights, let alone the rest the trouble I got! [_Fiercely to_ CARTER _and
to_ SIMPSON]: Yes, I had twenty-four shares yesterday and I got
twenty-six to-day! and I might have another by to-night.
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