FRANKEL [_bitterly_]: I'll control 'em all right! I'll show 'em who's their master!

[_A man's head with shaggy hair and ragged whiskers is thrust in at the factory door. This is_ POLENSKI.]

The Gibson Upright — Part 32

POLENSKI [_ferociously_]: Are you goin' to come out here like a man?

The Gibson Upright — Part 32

FRANKEL: You _bet_ I'm comin' out there, Polenski! I'll show you who's the man here! You Hunnyacks try to browbeat me!

The Gibson Upright — Part 32

[_As he goes out, babbling fiercely, the howls of a Roman mob are heard greeting him._]

CARTER: I don't feel no sympathy with him.

[_A more distant outbreak of the mob is heard, brief but fierce, and just a moment before it ceases_ MIFFLIN _enters, beaming. He is dressed as usual, with his umbrella and the same old magazines and newspapers under his arm._]

MIFFLIN: Everything is lovely! How do you do, Miss Gorodna! Carter, old fellow! It's a great morning, a great morning! Mr. Gibson drove me down in his car. It's wonderful to feel the inspiration it's going to be for an ex-capitalist to see this place and its harmony. My phrase for it is "harmonized industry." It will mark an epoch for him.

[GIBSON _comes in._ MIFFLIN _greets him._]

MIFFLIN: Ah, Mr. Gibson! You'll see a difference! You'll see a difference!

GIBSON: Yes, I do. Good morning, Miss Gorodna!

NORA [_just barely looking round_]: Good morning, Mr. Gibson.

MIFFLIN: I was just saying what an inspiration it's going to be for you to see what we're doing down here. [_Pats_ CARTER'S _shoulder._] These noble fellows are teaching us intellectuals a lesson. I keep going among them; what they're doing here keeps flowing into me. You'll get it, Mr. Gibson. You'll get it, too!

[_Beamingly he goes out into the factory._]

CARTER [_cordially_]: Take a chair, Mr. Gibson. Make yourself right at home!

[_He makes a grave tour of inspection of the place, his expression noncommittal; goes about casually without making a point of it; he writes his initials in the dust on a filing case. He turns and looks at_ NORA _thoughtfully; she has not seemed to notice him._]

NORA [_not looking up_]: Do I think you will what?

GIBSON: That I'll get what Mifflin meant? That it will be an inspiration to me to see this meeting?

NORA: I don't know what will be an inspiration to you.

GIBSON: I know one thing that is--a brave woman!