The Night Watch
“He meant Mrs Alexander, the factory's owner. 'She's late today. Have you had a tiff?'Duncan smiled and shook his head, as if to say, Don't be silly.But Len ignored him. He nudged the woman who sat next to him and said, 'Duncan and Mrs Alexander have had a row. Mrs Alexander caught Duncan making eyes at another girl!'' Duncan 's a real heart-breaker,' said the woman good-humouredly.Duncan shook his head again, and got on with his work.It was a Saturday morning. There were twelve of them at the b...ench, and they were all making night lights, threading wicks and metal sustainers into little stubs of wax, then putting the stubs in flame-proof cases ready for the packers. In the centre of the bench there ran a belt, which carried the finished lights away to a waiting cart. The belt moved with a trundling sound and a regular squeak-not very noisily but, when combined with the hiss and clatter from the candle-making machines in the other half of the room, just noisily enough so that, if you wanted to speak to your neighbour, you had to raise your voice a little louder than was really comfortable.MoreLess
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