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Looking back, I saw that Mr. Mackenzie was on his feet, the center of a small crowd who were bent on preventing him from following us. It was not long before we were off the quay, and in the shelter of the quiet streets of the town. By a few words Miss Hatherton gave me to understand that she was aware of the arrangements made for her, and that the trunk was to be sent to the Silver Lily.
The captain gave her a sharp glance, and I fancied I read a hidden menace in his eyes. Then he shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "You are quite right, Miss Hatherton; I did say so," he replied. "I had earned some money in the States and in 1801 I sailed for England.
From the Journal: May 4th. Lord Hatherton died at Teddesley. His illness had been long. When we parted at Wiesbaden in August last, I knew we should not meet again. Never was there a kinder and more active friend.
I had no more than settled myself when I heard the light, crunching patter of feet. The sounds came nearer, and of a sudden, by the dim glow of the moon, I saw the figure of a woman within six feet of me. It was Flora Hatherton. She was bareheaded, and a long cloak was thrown over her shoulders. As she advanced, her hands clasped in front of her, a stifled sob broke from her lips.
All the speakers admitted that which it was impossible to deny, the terrible reality of the famine, unequalled, as Lord Hatherton said he believed it to be, in past history, and certainly not to be paralleled in the history of modern times. Lord Brougham made a joke and raised a laugh at the expense of the Irish landlords.
"Then they were not on the war-path against the company? There was a white man with them." "I know that," I answered, "and it was he who hired the savages." I briefly explained my view of the situation to Gummidge, who was aware of all that had happened in Quebec. "It is a clear case," I concluded, "and the motive was revenge and the capture of Miss Hatherton.
Edward Cropper, who are now spending a little time in London. We were delighted to meet them once more and to hear from our Liverpool friends. Mrs. Cropper's father, Lord Denman, has returned to England, though with no sensible improvement in his health. At dinner we were introduced to Lord and Lady Hatherton.
"Can I be of any service to you, Miss Hatherton?" the fellow began, darting an impertinent glance at the captain and myself. The girl shrank from him with aversion in her eyes. "I need no assistance," she replied. "And I thought we had spoken the last word on the ship, Mr. Mackenzie." "I was no party to that agreement, you will remember," the man answered, looking at her with fierce admiration.
"I count it an honor and a pleasure, Miss Hatherton, that I had the opportunity of helping you. If the man seeks satisfaction, he shall have it." She glanced at me with some surprise, and with a tinge of amusement, I fancied. "Are you a Canadian?" she asked. "A native-born child of My Lady of the Snows," said I. "And you have never been in England?" "No nearer than Quebec," I answered.
Were I a few years younger I should have ventured to enter the lists against you. I have knocked about the world, and I can pay Miss Hatherton no higher compliment than to say that she is equally fitted to be queen of a London drawing room or mistress of a factor's humble house. But enough. I wish you every prosperity and happiness, and a long career in the service of the company."
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