FRANKEL: Well, what business is that of yours? The factory ain't a Home, is it? And you ain't the Matron, are you?
FRANKEL: It's my business, ain't it, if I take and live on the cheaps and put by for a rainy day, and happen to have money when other people need it from me?
SIMPSON: _That_ much may be your business, but I reckon it was our business when you come blowin' round the factory, first that you owned seven shares besides your own; then, a week after, you says seventeen; then--
GIBSON: Well, how many shares has he got?
SIMPSON: He was claimin' twenty-four yesterday.
MRS. SIMPSON [_violently_]: He's bought two more since last night. Now he claims twenty-six!
CARTER: That ain't never goin' to do! I don't say it's a condition as you might say we exactly see how to handle right now, but the way it is, you certainly got us all disturbed up and hard to git at the rights of it. 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.
CARTER: 'Course, that's one of the points that's got to be settled at the meeting to-morrow.
MRS. SIMPSON: If we had another kind of a chairman it'd been settled long ago, and settled right!
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. Don't think I'm the only one that's got sense enough not to go smearin' his money all round on cheap limousines and Queen Anne dinin'-room sets at eighty-nine dollars per! [_Dramatically pointing at_ SHOMBERG]: There's a man worth four shares right now! He had three and he bought Mitchell's out last night at Steinwitz's pool room. Ask him whether he thinks I got a right to my twenty-six profits or not!