"There's not the pressure on all the broad earth that would make me," said Nicholas Higgins. "Now yo've got it. Yo've hit the bull's eye. Hampers--that's where I worked--makes their men pledge 'emselves they'll not give a penny to help th' Union or keep turn-outs fro' clemming. They may pledge and make pledge," continued he, scornfully; "they nobbut make liars and hypocrites. And that's a less sin, to my mind, to make men's hearts so hard that they'll not do a kindness to them as needs it, or help on the right and just cause, though it goes again the strong hand. But I'll ne'er forswear mysel' for a' the work the king could gi'e me. I'm a member o' the Union; and I think it's the only thing to do the workmen any good. And I've been a turn-out, and known what it was to clem; so if I get a shilling, sixpence shall go to them if they axe it from me. Consequence is, I dunnot see where I'm to get a shilling."

'Now yo've got it,' said Nicholas Higgins. 'Hamper's - where I worked - makes their men pledge they'll not give a penny to help th' Union or keep turnouts fro' clemming. They make nobbut liars and hypocrites. And that's a less sin, to my mind, than making men's hearts so hard that they'll not do a kindness to them as needs it. But I'll ne'er forswear mysel'. I'm a member o' the Union; and I think it's the only thing to do the workman any good. And I've been a turn-out, and known what it were to clem; so if I get a shilling, sixpence shall go to them who needs it. Consequence is, I dunnot see where I'm to get a shilling.'
