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"And who may they be?" said Caroline. "To-morrow is Sunday," said Devilsdust, "and the miners mean to say their prayers in Mowbray Church." "Well, that will be a shindy!" said Caroline. "It's a true bill, though," said Mick. "This time to-morrow you will have ten thousand of them in this town, and if every mill and work in it and ten mile round is not stopped, my name is not MICK RADLEY!"
There's a little baccy left yet in Mowbray, and a glass of twist at your service." "Nothing exciseable for me," said Devilsdust.
"Well it ayn't exactly the right ticket, Mrs Trotman, I believe," said Mick, bowing gallantly to the lady; "but 'pon my soul I am so thirsty, that I'll take Chaffing Jack at his word;" and so saying Mick and Devilsdust ensconced themselves in the bar, while good-hearted Mrs Carey, sipped her glass of gin and water, which she frequently protested was a pool of Bethesda.
"I never said so," exclaimed Chaffing Jack interrupting her. "Don't go about for to say that I said Mowbray would rally. My words have some weight in this quarter widow; Mowbray rally! Why should it rally? Where's the elements?" "Where indeed?" said Devilsdust as he entered the Cat and Fiddle with Dandy Mick, "there is not the spirit of a louse in Mowbray." "That's a true bill," said Mick.
The ranks were broken, the spirit of the expedition had dissolved, the great body were talking of returning, some of the stragglers indeed were on their way back, the Bishop silent and confused kept knocking the mane of his mule with his hammer. "Now," said Morley who during this scene had stood apart accompanied by Devilsdust and Dandy Mick. "Now," said Morley to the latter, "now is your time."
Devilsdust having thus obtained a position in society and become a capitalist, thought it but a due homage to the social decencies to assume a decorous appellation, and he called himself by the name of the town where he was born. The firm of Radley, Mowbray, and Co., is a rising one; and will probably furnish in time a crop of members of Parliament and Peers of the realm.
The troopers pushed on; Morley fainting fell back with his friends who were frightened, except Devilsdust, who had struck hard and well, and who in turn had been slightly sabred. The yeomanry entered the muniment room almost at the same time as their foes, leaving Devilsdust behind them, who had fallen, and who cursing the Capitalist who had wounded him managed to escape.
"You don't know what you are talking about," said Devilsdust. "I tell you, if the Capitalists put down Gerard we're done for another ten years, and by that time we shall be all used up." "Lor! Dusty, you quite terrify one," said Caroline. "It's a true bill though. Instead of going to the Temple we must meet on the Moor, and in as great numbers as possible. Go you and get all your sweethearts.
"Well this is news," said Mrs Carey. "I always thought some good would come of having a woman on the throne;" and repeating her thanks and pinning on her shawl, the widow retired, eager to circulate the intelligence. "And now that we are alone," said Devilsdust, "the question is what are we to do here; and we came to consult you, Jack, as you know Mowbray better than any living man.
It was neither large nor heavy; he held it out to Devilsdust without saying a word, and Morley descending the steps sate down for a moment on a pile of deeds and folded his arms. At this juncture the discharge of musketry was heard. "Hilloa!" said Devilsdust with a queer expression. Morley started from his seat. Dandy Mick rushed into the room.
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