one o'clock
The men left in a rage . At the noon shift all the hands came up from the mine ; not one went down . The machinery stopped ; not a wheel turned , not even the pumps that were so necessary to keep the lower levels from being flooded . At one o'clock the men began to come for their pay , not one doing so in the morning . Each demanded a raise of twenty per cent . on his wages , and , when this was refused by Job , threw his money back on the shelf , and walked out without a word . Hour after hour it went on -- a constant procession of determined men looking into Job 's eyes , and each face growing harder , it seemed to him , than the one before .