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Macartney's idea was that he might get Urquhart to fill Francis Lingen's pockets, on terms which could easily be arranged. There was ample security, of course. Francis Lingen could have gone to the Jews, or the bank, but if the thing could be done in a gentlemanly way through one's lawyer, who also happened to be a gentleman, in one's own set, and so on well, why not?
You've killed Dudley and Thompson, and for a good guess Dunn and Collins, if I can't be sure and you'd have had me first of all, if your boulder and your wolf dope hadn't failed you on the Caraquet road!" Macartney's furious, surprised oath was real. "I don't know what you mean! Who on earth" but he stammered on it "Who d'ye mean by Hutton?" "You," said I. "And if you're not he, I don't know why!
I have thousands of the same kind; but this, just now received, will serve to give you some idea of the miseries brought upon this my devoted country, and the wretched inhabitants that remain in it, by the oppressive hand of Lord Macartney's management: nor will the embezzlements of collections thus obtained, when brought before you in proof, appear less extraordinary, which shall certainly be done in due time.
There could be no piling that ill-assorted company on horses and putting out for Caraquet, with the road choked with snow, even if I could have got by Macartney's garrison at the Halfway. Crossing Lac Tremblant, that by to-morrow would be lying sweetly level under a treacherous scum of lolly and drifted snow, ready to drown us all like Thompson, I cursed and put that out of the question.
How much of the whole composition was conscious humbug, and whether any of it was genuine feeling, I have as little idea now as I had then. The shallows of the human heart are at least as difficult to sound as its depths, and Micky Macartney's was quite beyond me. One thing about the letter was true enough. As he said, it would "plaze the ould craythur intirely."
And I sat up, dazed, to see a lantern held in front of my eyes and one of Macartney's men from La Chance staring at me. It struck me even then that it was not he who was surprised; and the sleep jerked out of me like wine out of a glass. "What are you doing here? And where the devil's Billy?" I snapped, without thinking. I saw the man grin. "Billy's fired," he returned coolly.
We would have to count Marcia in with Macartney's gang; and, remembering she had known me all her life, it made me smart. "Oh, Miss Wilbraham I should let her rip!" Collins returned callously. "Listen, Stretton; what you say's all very well, only we can't count on holding this place when we're discovered, while it's a matter of if Charliet can get guns!
I didn't know if she were merely knocked flat about the wolves and Collins, or scared Macartney might have found out something about her. But she was staring at Macartney's unconscious back as you look at a chair or anything, without seeing it, and if he were pale she was dead white, except her mouth that was arched to a piteous crimson bow, and her eyes that looked dark as pools of blue ink.
I will not take up your time by enumerating the particular acts of Lord Macartney's violence, cruelty, and injustice: they, indeed, occur too frequently, and fall upon me and my devoted subjects and country too thick, to be regularly related. I refer you to my minister, Mr.
The moment he saw us, he started, and would have retreated; but, drawing my hand from Mr. Macartney's, I begged him to come in. For a few moments we were all silent, and, I believe, all in equal confusion. Mr. Macartney, however, recollecting himself said "I hope your Lordship will forgive the liberty I have taken in making use of your name." Lord Orville, rather coldly, bowed, but said nothing.
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