o the window.
"Suppose you put an advertisement in your paper," continued the Bishop.
"I know a traveller who lost his keys at the Yard and got them back
again by those same means. Go on advertising till you find him, and my
prime minister and principal doggy here shall give you an order on the
town council for your expenses."
Morley bowed his thanks in silence.
The Bishop continued--"What's the name of the man who has got the big
mill here, about three mile off, who won't stop his works and ducked
my men this morning with his engines. I'll have fire I say for that
water--do you hear that Master Newspaper--I'll have fire for that water
before I am many hours older."
"The Liberator means Trafford," said the Chartist.
"I'll Trafford him," said the Liberator and he struck the table with his
hammer. "He ducks my messenger does he? I tell you I'll have fire for
that water," and he looked around him as if he courted some remonstrance
in order that he might crush it.
"Trafford is a humane man," said Morley in a quiet tone, "and behaves
well to his people."
"A man with a big mill humane!" exclaimed the Bishop; "with two or three
thousand slaves working under the same roof, and he doing nothing but
eating their vitals. I'll have no big mills where I'm main master. Let
him look to it. Here goes," and he jumped off the table. "Before an hour
I'll pay this same Trafford a visit and I'll see whether he'll duck me.
Come on my prime Doggy," and nodding to the Chartist to follow him, the
Liberator left the room.
Hatton turned his head from the window, and advanced quickly to Morley.
"To business, friend Morley. This savage can-not be quiet for a moment;
he exists only in destruction and rapine. If it were not Trafford's mill
it would be something else. I am sorry for the Traffords; they have old
blood in their veins. Before sunset their settlement will be razed to
the ground. Can we prevent it? And why not attack the castle instead of
the mill?"
Book 6 Chapter 10
About noon of this day there was a great stir in Mowbray. It was
generally whispered about that the Liberator at the head of the
Hell-cats and all others who chose to accompany them was going to pay
a visit to Mr Trafford's settlement, in order to avenge an insult which
his envoys had experienced early in the morning when, accompanied by
a rabble of two or three hundred persons, they had repaired to the
Mowedale works in order to signify the co
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