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"HAWORTH'S."
"Wouldn't they?" he said. "Let 'em try. He'd have plenty to stand by him. Th' masters are on his side, my lad."
He touched his horse, and it began to move. Suddenly he checked it and looked back, speaking again.
"Keep it to yourself, then," he said, "if there's danger, and keep my name out of it, by George, if you want to be safe!"
Just as he drove up to the gates of the yard Murdoch passed him and entered them. Until then—since he had left Briarley—he had not spoken. He had driven rapidly on his way with a grim, steady face. As Murdoch went by he got down from his gig, and went to the horse's head. He stood close to it, knotting the reins.
"Nor of him either," he said. "Nor of him either, by——"
