Therewith the ironmaster takes his departure, Sir Leicester ringing the bell and my Lady rising as he leaves the room.
I went to see them a few days ago in “The ironmaster,” and they delighted me.
A French ironmaster exclaims: Preserve us from the invasion of English iron.
The rich merchant, the engineer, the ironmaster, all these live far from the city.
The ironworks at Lerum were large, and Sander, the ironmaster, was a great man in that part of the country.
The ironmaster repeats her expression with a little emphasis.
One fireback illustrated (p. 303) shows an ironmaster with his hammer at his forge.
He thought that he might perhaps get his friend Frossard, the ironmaster, one of the richest landholders of the neighborhood.
The head founder, McQuatty, bearded to the eyes and swathed in a hide apron, stood at the ironmaster's side.
A light broke on him; he realised the ironmaster's true position, and decided he might revenge himself very sweetly.