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MacDermott murmured, "It's nice to have work that takes your fancy, but if you get married I'm thinking your wife'll have a poor job of it making ends meet on the amount of interest you take in your work, if that's all the reward you get for it. You were a year writing that story of yours, and you haven't had a penny-farthing for it yet. However, you know best what suits you.
Macdermott will be here presently, for he knows that I am going to-day." "Ah, I know, you want to be alone to muse of things in your dreamy way, but my love, it is better not to do so, it only makes things harder to bear. Try to banish disagreeable subjects as much as possible, that is my maxim.
Willie had not played the man over that affair. He went to his mother and complained of John's selfish and brutal behaviour, alleging that he had suffered terrible punishment in a chivalrous effort to protect his sister from ruffianly assault; and his mother, a thin, acidulous woman, whose voice was half snarl and half whine, carried her son's complaint to Mrs. MacDermott. Mrs.
Cairnduff that the MacDermotts were a bulwark of the Constitution. Matthew MacDermott's brother... the one who was dead... had been a queer sort of a fellow. Lady Castlederry had complained of him more than once!... No, he was sorry that, much as he should like to oblige Mr. McCaughan and Mr. Cairnduff, he could not consent to use his influence to get the Board to pension Matthew MacDermott....
His father couldn't have found out." Mrs. MacDermott walked over to the door and addressed Gafferty. "Johnny," she said, "the horses won't be wanted to-day." She turned to the young man who stood beside her. "Now," she said, "come into the library and explain what all this means." "Oh, I say, Aunt Nell," he said, "don't let's miss the day.
"It won't be for long," he murmured. "Will it, mother?" he added to Mrs. MacDermott. But his mother did not make any reply. She sat very tightly in her seat, and he saw that there was a hard look in her eyes and that her lips were closely joined together.
"The great fault in an Ulsterman," said Hinde, "is his silly pride that won't let him acknowledge his mistake when he's made one. You'll get into a lot of bother, John MacDermott, if you go about the world letting on you've done right when you've done wrong, and pretending a mistake is not a mistake!" "I'll run the risk of that," John replied. Mr. Clotworthy spoke very sharply to him.
"A trunk and a bag," John answered. "They have my name on them. John MacDermott!" "Mac what, sir?" the porter asked. "MacDermott. John MacDermott. Passenger from Ballyards to London, via Belfast and Liverpool!" "It's no good telling him about Ballyards," Hinde interrupted. "The people of this place are ignorant: they've never heard of Ballyards.
The misery had suddenly gone from her face, and there was a look of anxiety, mingled with gratification, in her eyes. "That's it, is it?" she said. "Oh, I thought you were tired of your home. Poor son, poor son, did she not treat you well?" "She was married this morning on a peeler, ma!" "And you in love with her?" she exclaimed indignantly. "Aye, ma!" "The woman's a fool," said Mrs. MacDermott.
I'll be able to leave the Sensation office, and we can live happily together ... but you'll have to come to me. I won't come here to you!..." He turned to his mother. "Mebbe you're content now," he said. "You've got your way. There's a MacDermott in the house to carry on the business when he's old enough. You'll not need me now!"
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