Hard Times By Charles Dickens Chapter  6 Walking alone audiobook with subtitles

Hard Times By Charles Dickens Chapter 6 Walking alone audiobook with subtitles

Hard Times
By Charles Dickens
Chapter 6 Walking alone
audiobook with subtitles

Chapter six walking alone old and gray at 40 Stephen Blackpool had troubles not only at home but at work too there had come to Coketown a man by the name of slackbridge a man with a fiery face and a loud hoarse voice this slackbridge had brought the Coketown workers together and he shouted strong and angry words open he called them my friends and brothers and shouted his fists held high that it was time to join the union shouted the Coketown hands all except for one for Stephen could see that among all the hundreds of men in the room slackbridge was the least honest and the least manly he refused to follow him he stood up in front of the other workers spoke simply and honestly to them of how he felt and then walked out of the room the next days were the loneliest of Stephens life he went to and from his work as usual but not a single person spoke to him when he went into the street the other workers crossed the road to walk on the other side one evening as Stephen was leaving the factory he was stopped by a young man with very light skin hair and eyes your Blackpool aren't you said the young man yes replied Stephen blushing to hear another person's voice mr. bounderby wants to speak to you said Bitzer you can find a house yourself can't you it'll save me the walk Stephen said that he could and turned his steps Ward's the large red brick house on the hill he knocked on the big black door and was taken into the drawing room around the tea-table said mr. bounderby his young wife her brother and a grand gentleman from London Stephen stood by the door his hat in his hand well said mr. bounderby his voice like a loud wind tell us about yourself and this union I'm sorry sir I have nothing to say about it you see her house said mr. bounderby speaking to the gentleman at his side the man's afraid to open his lips about them there are a lot of criminals every one of them Steele seen Louise as friendly face watching him closely turned and spoke his next words to her instead of mr. Bounderby madam I've lived and worked beside these men all my life and I tell you they are not criminals so Blackpool you have nothing to say about the Union men continued mr. badly his wind blowing stronger then tell us what are you people complaining about Stephen looked unsure for a moment then spoke look around this town sir this great rich town see the numbers of people here working all their lives all in the same way from when they are born until they die look at how many we are and how we live the factories go on day after day we work day after day and we never get any closer to anything except death look at how you write about us and talk about us in Parliament look how you are always right and we are always wrong who can look at all that sir and say that things are as they should be well then answered mr. bounderby looking at mr. harthouse and then back at Stephen perhaps you'll let this gentleman know how you would like to put things right I don't know sir it's not for me to say Stephen looked back at Louisa for a moment and saw her eyes move warningly towards the door he put his hand on the lock but then decided to finish what was on his mind sir I have little education and cannot tell the gentleman what will put things right but I can tell him what will never do it the strong hand will never do it making one side always right on the other side always wrong will never do it leaving a great black world between the two sides will never do it treating us like numbers on a page or machines in a factory without loves or likes without hearts or hopes that sir will never do it you are trouble Blackpool cried mr. Bounderby the wind now very stormy indeed you're always making trouble always complaining even your own Union men want nothing to do with you I never thought I'd agree with them about anything with their right about you I'll have nothing to do with you either you can finish the piece of work you're doing and then you can go somewhere else sir said Stephen looking up at him you know that if I can't get work with you I can't get it anywhere else but Mr Bounderby made it clear that he had nothing more to say to him Louise's eyes were now lured Stephen put on his hat and left the house night was falling when Stephen closed the big black door behind him and went down the two white steps to the street he had walked a short way down the darkening street when he heard footsteps behind him and turned around to his surprise he saw the same cheerful old woman he had met on his last visit to the same house she was talking to Rachel Here I am again you see said the old woman turning to Stephen I read in the newspaper that mr. Bounderby was married and I've been waiting here all day to see his wife although she seemed a simple honest woman there was something about her which Stephen recognized and did not like still he tried to be as kind to her as he could I've seen the lady he told her and she was young and handsome with fine dark thinking eyes she had a still way like I've never seen before young and handsome cried the old woman overjoyed and what a happy wife I suppose she is he replied but his voice was far from certain suppose repeated the woman but she must be happy she's your employer's wife he's not my employer anymore said Stephen it's finished between him and me have you left his factory Stephen asked Rachel quickly and anxiously but where will you go I don't know tonight but it'll be better for you when I've gone Rachel and don't worry my heart's lighter now she answered him with her comforting smile the three walked on together and went up to Stephens room I've never asked your name said Stephen to the woman as they sat together with a simple supper of tea and bread mrs. Pegler she replied cheerfully I'm a widow my dear husband one of the best died many years ago and I'm all alone now no children then he asked no not now she answered in a shaking voice I once had a son II did well wonderfully well but I have lost him just then the woman who owned the shop below came up the stairs and whispered a few words into Stephens ear Bounderby cried mrs. pegler who had caught a word of what the woman had whispered hide me Oh hide me and she disappeared into a dark corner of the room a moment later louisa entered the room followed by tom I have come to speak to you mr. Blackpool because of what has just happened she said I would like to help you if you will let me tell me what will you do now well madam he replied when I finished I'll go and look for work somewhere else it won't be easy but I'll try Louisa blushed and took a ten pound note from her purse this is for you to help you on your way I am grateful for your kindness I'll borrow two pounds and paying it back will be the sweetest work I've ever done madam until this moment Tom had been sitting on the bed looking bored as he saw Louisa getting ready to leave he jumped up wait Lou I want to speak to him a moment step out on the stairs Blackpool don't bring a light Stephen followed him back to the darkened stairs look here whispered Tom his hot face close to Stephens I think I can do something to help you when are you leaving Coketown in about three or four days time replied Stephen three or four days repeated Tom pushing his finger into the buttonhole of Stephens coat and turning it now could you recognize the man who brought you the message tonight Stephen said that he could well went on Tom his words coming out hurriedly and anxiously for the next few nights when you leave work just stand around outside the bank for about an hour will you that man might give you a note or something let him see you but don't speak to him do you understand yes sir I understand said Stephen with that Tom called to his sister and the visitors left Stephen and Rachel took mrs. pegler to the station then said a last goodbye to each other at the corner of Rachael Street dey's Steven did his lonely work at the factory and each evening he stood for an hour or more in the darkness outside the bank but no one brought an out early on the fourth day he packed his bags and stepped out into the quiet sleeping streets as the Sun appeared in the pale sky he climbed up into the countryside leaving the silent factories and tall chimneys far below him the morning was clear and bright and the trees above his head whispered that he left behind him a true and loving heart


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