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his bowler hat； as he frequently did to wipe away with a red handkerchief the sweat occasioned by furious bicycle riding； it was seen that his forehead was high； flat and narrow。 His nose was a large； fleshy； hawklike beak； and from the side of each nostril a deep indentation extended downwards until it disappeared in the dropping moustache that concealed his mouth； the vast extent of which was perceived only when he opened it to bellow at the workmen his exhortations to greater exertions。 His chin was large and extraordinarily long。 The eyes were pale blue； very small and close together； surmounted by spare； light…coloured； almost invisible eyebrows； with a deep vertical cleft between them over the nose。 His head； covered with thick； coarse brown hair； was very large at the back； the ears were small and laid close to the head。 If one were to make a full…face drawing of his cadaverous visage it would be found that the outline resembled that of the lid of a coffin。
This man had been with Rushton … no one had ever seen the ‘Co。' … for fifteen years； in fact almost from the time when the latter commenced business。 Rushton had at that period realized the necessity of having a deputy who could be used to do all the drudgery and running about so that he himself might be free to attend to the more pleasant or profitable matters。 Hunter was then a journeyman； but was on the point of starting on his own account； when Rushton offered him a constant job as foreman； two pounds a week； and two and a half per cent of the profits of all work done。 On the face of it this appeared a generous offer。 Hunter closed with it； gave up the idea of starting for himself； and threw himself heart and mind into the business。 When an estimate was to be prepared it was Hunter who measured up the work and laboriously figured out the probably cost。 When their tenders were accepted it was he who superintended the work and schemed how to scamp it； where possible； using mud where mortar was specified； mortar where there ought to have been cement； sheet zinc where they were supposed to put sheet lead； boiled oil instead of varnish； and three coats of paint where five were paid for。 In fact； scamping the work was with this man a kind of mania。 It grieved him to see anything done properly。 Even when it was more economical to do a thing well； he insisted from force of habit on having it scamped。 Then he was almost happy； because he felt that he was doing someone down。 If there were an architect superintending the work； Misery would square him or bluff him。 If it were not possible to do either； at least he had a try； and in the intervals of watching； driving and bullying the hands； his vulture eye was ever on the look out for fresh jobs。 His long red nose was thrust into every estate agent's office in the town in the endeavour to smell out what properties had recently changed hands or been let； in order that he might interview the new owners and secure the order for whatever alterations or repairs might be required。 He it was who entered into unholy compacts with numerous charwomen and nurses of the sick； who in return for a small commission would let him know when some poor sufferer was passing away and would recommend Rushton & Co。 to the bereaved and distracted relatives。 By these means often … after first carefully inquiring into the financial position of the stricken family … Misery would contrive to wriggle his unsavoury carcass into the house of sorrow； seeking； even in the chamber of death； to further the interests of Rushton & Co。 and to earn his miserable two and a half per cent。
It was to make possible the attainment of this object that Misery slaved and drove and schemed and cheated。 It was for this that the workers' wages were cut down to the lowest possible point and their offspring went ill clad； ill shod and ill fed； and were driven forth to labour while they were yet children； because their fathers were unable to earn enough to support their homes。
Fifteen years！
Hunter realized now that Rushton had had considerably the best of the bargain。 In the first place； it will be seen that the latter had bought over one who might have proved a dangerous competitor； and now； after fifteen years； the business that had been so laboriously built up； mainly by Hunter's energy； industry and unscrupulous cunning； belonged to Rushton & Co。 Hunter was but an employee； liable to dismissal like any other workman； the only difference being that he was entitled to a week's notice instead of an hour's notice； and was but little better off financially than when he started for the firm。
Fifteen years！
Hunter knew now that he had been used； but he also knew that it was too late to turn back。 He had not saved enough to make a successful start on his own account even if he had felt mentally and physically capable of beginning all over again； and if Rushton were to discharge him right now he was too old to get a job as a journeyman。 Further； in his zeal for Rushton & Co。 and his anxiety to earn his commission； he had often done things that had roused the animosity of rival firms to such an extent that it was highly improbable that any of them would employ him； and even if they would； Misery's heart failed him at the thought of having to meet on an equal footing those workmen whom he had tyrannized over and oppressed。 It was for these reasons that Hunter was as terrified of Rushton as the hands were of himself。
Over the men stood Misery； ever threatening them with dismissal and their wives and children with hunger。 Behind Misery was Rushton； ever bullying and goading him on to greater excuses and efforts for the furtherance of the good cause … which was to enable the head of the firm to accumulate money。
Mr Hunter； at the moment when the reader first makes his acquaintance on the afternoon of the day when the incidents recorded in the first chapter took place； was executing a kind of strategic movement in the direction of the house where Crass and his mates were working。 He kept to one side of the road because by so doing he could not be perceived by those within the house until the instant of his arrival。 When he was within about a hundred yards of the gate he dismounted from his bicycle； there being a sharp rise in the road just there； and as he toiled up； pushing the bicycle in front； his breath showing in white clouds in the frosty air； he observed a number of men hanging about。 Some of them he knew； they had worked for him at various times； but where now out of a job 。 There were five men altogether； three of them were standing in a group； the other two stood each by himself； being apparently strangers to each other and the first three。 The three men who stood together were nearest to Hunter and as the latter approached； one of them advanced to meet him。
‘Good afternoon； sir。'
Hunter replied by an inarticulate grunt； without stopping； the man followed。
‘Any chance of a job； sir？'
‘Full up；' replied Hunter； still without stopping。 The man still followed； like a beggar soliciting charity。
‘Be any use calling in a day or so； sir？'
'Don't think so；' Hunter replied。 ‘Can if you like； but we're full up。'
'Thank you； sir；' said the man； and turned back to his friends。
By this time Hunter was within a few yards of one of the other two men； who also came to speak to him。 This man felt there was no hope of getting a job； still； there was no harm in asking。 Besides； he was getting desperate。 It was over a month now since he had finished up for his last employer。 It had been a very slow summer altogether。 Sometimes a fortnight for one firm； then perhaps a week doing nothing； then three weeks or a month for another firm； then out again； and so on。 And now it was November。 Last winter they had got into debt； that was nothing unusual； but owing to the bad summer they had not been able； as in other years； to pay off the debts accumulated in winter。 It was doubtful； too； whether they would be able to get credit again this winter。 In fact this morning when his wife sent their little girl to the grocer's for some butter the latter had refused to let the child have it without the money。 So although he felt it to be useless he accosted Hunter。
This time Hunter stopped： he was winded by his climb up the hill。
‘Good afternoon。 sir。' Hunter did not return the salutation； he had not the breath to spare； but the man was not hurt； he was used to being treated like that。
‘Any chance of a job； sir？'
Hunter did not reply at once。 He was short of breath and he was thinking of a plan that was ever recurring to his mind； and which he had lately been hankering to put into execution。 It seemed to him that the long waited for opportunity had come。 Just now Rushton & Co。 were almost the only firm in Mugsborough who had any work。 There were dozens of good workmen out。 Yes； this was the time。 If this man agreed he would give him a start。 Hunter knew the man was a good workman； he had worked for Rushton & Co。 before。 To make room for him old Linden and some other full…price man could be got rid of； it would not be difficult to find some excuse。
‘Well；' Hunter said at last in a doubtful； hesitating kind of way； ‘I'm