human
said Grant grimly. He took off his hat, and the cooling breeze of the late afternoon played with his hair, without fluttering the curly, wiry red poll, turning light yellow with the years.
gpt
Well, whoever influenced the court--I'm glad that's over. The men have been grumbling for a year and more because we couldn't get the benefits of the law. But their suits are pending--and now they ought to have their money.
human
I've got to cut loose. He turned around so that his eyes could meet hers and went on:
gpt
Your father and George Brotherton and a lot of our people seem to think that we can patch things up--I mean this miserable profit system. They think by paying the workmen for accidents and with eight hours, a living wage, and all that sort of thing, we can work out the salvation of labor. I used to think that too; but it won't do, Laura--I've gone clean to the end of that road, and there's nothing in it. And I'm going to cut loose. That's what I want to see you about. There's nothing in this step-at-a-time business. I'm for the revolution!
human
The Kingdom--I mean the Democracy of labor--is at hand; the day is at its dawn. I want to throw my weight for the coming of the Democracy.
gpt
Laura--Laura, I know what you think; you want me to wait; you want me to help on the miserable patchwork job of repairing the profit system. But I tell you--I'm for the revolution, and with all the love in my heart--I'm going to throw myself into it!