Festing thought this unlikely, in view of the fellow"s distance from the explosion, but could not be certain he was not struck.
"I"m sorry if you got hurt," he said. "You ought to have heard the whistle."
"Anyhow, I didn"t. You want to stop shooting rocks when there are men around. Then you"ve mussed up the track and can"t put her straight. Why don"t you hire more boys and rush the job? Can"t see why the bosses let two deadbeats like you and your partner have the contract!"
"We have got it. How we mean to carry it out is our business, not yours."
"Then it"s certainly our business if we work or not," the other rejoined. "As the bosses will find out if they reckon we"re going to lose our time to help you save your dollars!"
He went away grumbling, and Charnock looked at Festing.
"Was that bluff? Do you think he means it?"
"I don"t know. They haven"t lost much time through our fault, but the frost has interfered with other jobs, and I expect there"ll be trouble if it lasts. I"m puzzled, because they"re not a bad-tempered lot, and I understand that Wilkinson is not a favorite. Your throwing him down the bank wouldn"t strengthen his influence."
"It"s easy to work on men"s feelings when they"re discontented,"
Charnock replied. "The worst is that Kerr can"t stand by us if the gang put down their tools. Labor"s scarce in the mountains, and he"ll be forced to do what they want."
Festing gloomily agreed. "I"m afraid so. However, we must do the best we can in the time we have left."
They worked by a blast-lamp until late at night and began again before daybreak in the morning. The weakened frame had been replaced, but others needed strengthening and the rockwork must be built up among the timbers. The stones required careful fitting, and it was impossible to dress them to rough shape. The frozen surface resisted the tool and they broke if much force was used. Fires were made, but the rock thawed irregularly and much time was lost.
Festing"s bruised hand gave him trouble, his mittens wore to rags, and his numbed fingers cracked and bled, but he worked savagely until evening. Then he walked stiffly to the shack and sat, dejected and aching, looking at the food on the table. Although he had eaten little all day, it cost him something of an effort to begin his meal.
An hour afterward he heard steps and voices outside and opened the door.
The light shone out from behind him and he saw a group of dark figures in the snow.
"Well, boys," he asked, "what do you want?"
"We want to know when you"re going to fix the track," one replied.
"That"s easily answered. We mean to put it right as soon as we can."
"Not good enough!" remarked another. "We"ve got to know when."
"Then I"m sorry I can"t tell you. It depends on the weather."
Some of them growled, and Festing felt Charnock"s hand close warningly on his arm.
"Won"t you come into the light, boys?" the latter asked. "I"d like to know to whom I"m talking."
They did not move, and Charnock resumed: "Have you brought your foreman or Wilkinson?"
Somebody said neither had come, and Charnock nodded.
"Well, I reckon they know what"s best for them! Wilkinson doesn"t like me, but he"s not looking for more trouble; I imagine he"s had enough.
Then the foreman"s not a friend of mine, but he has a better job than yours and means to hold it down. If you get up against the bosses, he"s not going to be fired."
There was silence, and he saw his remarks had not been wasted. He had hinted that the men were being used and given them ground to distrust their leaders.
"I half expected another fellow, a friend of Wilkinson"s, who claimed he had been hit by a stone. Has he come along?"
"Said he was too sore and would have to lay off to-morrow," one replied.
"That"s another thing. When you shoot off your blasts you have got to watch out that n.o.body gets hurt."
"Sure," agreed Charnock. "We did watch out and blew the whistle; but we want to do the square thing. If Pearson got hurt and can"t work, let him show you the bruise. We"ll stand for his pay until you think he"s fit to begin again."
"That"s fair," admitted the other with a laugh. "He wasn"t showing the bruise much. Say, you"re pretty smart!"
"I hope so," said Charnock, modestly. "Looks as if I needed all the smartness I"ve got. We"re up against the weather and a big awkward job, and then you come along and worry us! However, what are you going to do about it if we can"t put the rails down as soon as you want?"
"We"ll make the bosses break your contract."
Charnock pondered, keeping his hand on Festing"s arm, because he thought he could handle the matter better than his comrade. Festing was too blunt and sometimes got angry. He saw that the men were determined, but while they had, no doubt, been worked upon, he thought they had no personal grudge against him or his partner.
"There"s only one way you could put the screw to the bosses, and that way"s dangerous. The _Colonist_ states that they have a number of men unemployed in the coast towns. If Kerr wrote to a labor agent, he"d send him up a crowd."
"It would cost him high to bring the men here, and take some time."
"That is so," Charnock agreed. He saw the others had made their plans and calculated the pressure they could put upon the engineers. Time was important, and he thought the foreman had helped them to estimate the expense the company would incur by the delay before they could get new men.
"Putting down your tools would cost you something," he resumed. "How long do you imagine it would take to persuade Kerr?"
"I guess a week would fix him; he wouldn"t stand for a fortnight."
"Very well! I don"t suppose your object is to put us off the road; you want what you"re ent.i.tled to. So do we all, and though it"s often troublesome to get, there"s no use in taking the hardest way. If you stop, you lose a fortnight"s wages and somebody will get fired. Not now, of course, but afterwards; the bosses know their job. Well, give us ten days, and the time you miss won"t run to many dollars. If we can"t put the rails down then, we"ll quit."
There was silence for a moment, and then somebody said, "We"ll let it go at that. It"s a deal!"
The others growled consent and Charnock waited until they moved away, after which he shut the door and sat down wearily.
"You took the right line," Festing said.
"I hesitated about fixing the time, but we can"t go on much longer."
"No," said Festing. "Well, we have ten days!"
They said nothing more and soon afterwards went to bed. Next morning there was a marked haziness in the west, but the frost was keener. It looked as if they must be beaten, although they meant to fight until defeat was sure, and Festing was surprised when he glanced at his comrade. This was not the careless lounger he had known. Charnock"s face was grim and somewhat pinched; his hands were torn and bruised.
He picked the heaviest stones to lift and was the first to take hold of ponderous beams. Festing owned that he had misjudged Charnock, but not more than he had misjudged himself. His farming had been a rash experiment and the contract a reckless gamble; the one threatened to end as badly as the other. Then Bob had somehow kept his wife"s love, and he, with senseless obstinacy, had estranged Helen.
His thoughts were depressing, but they drove him on. Hope was dead; he had made a horrible mess of things. All that was left was to take his punishment and hold on until he was knocked out, but he meant to do this. He did not stop for dinner with the rest, but occupied himself with something that needed doing, and forgot that he had gone without the meal. Afterwards a pain began in his left side, but he had other aches, and the extra discomfort did not trouble him much. In the afternoon he worked with a kind of sudden fury, and when at length the tired men dropped their tools found some difficulty in straightening his back. He had never used his muscles as he had done for the past few days, but the strain would soon be over.
It was unusually dark when he went up the hill to the shack. The pines rose in blurred ma.s.ses from the shadowy snow and he could not see the hollow of the path. Supper was a melancholy meal, but he ate because he was hungry, and afterwards dragged his chair to the fire. There was a great pile of crackling logs and the blaze flickered about the room, but bitter draughts came in beneath the door.
"An open fire"s of no use; I thought about getting a stove," he said, and paused with a dreary smile. "It"s lucky I didn"t send the order!"
"You may need it yet," Charnock replied. "Somehow we"ll put the rails down in time."
Festing did not answer and picked up a newspaper. He did not want to read, but could not sleep, although he was very tired, and felt he must have some relief from his anxious thoughts. The newspaper was a _Colonist_ that had left Victoria some days before, and he read it methodically from the first column, trying to fix his attention on things that had happened in remote mining settlements and market reports. His efforts were mechanical, but he long afterwards remembered what he read and how he dully followed the arguments in an article on political reform. Indeed, when he saw the _Colonist_ his imagination carried him back to the log-walled hut, and he felt something of the dazed hopelessness that blunted his senses then.