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The disinclination of the Irish for factory work, as exemplified in the closing of the Galway jute factory, because of irregularity of attendance, and the refusal of the starving peasantry of congested Donegal and Connemara to accept regular employment in the thread factory of Dunbar, MacMaster and Co., notwithstanding the most tempting inducements, as set forth in my letters from Ireland, has strangled enterprise, except in the North.
I haven't the right stuff in me for a pirate, or even a vulgar smuggler, I'm afraid." MacMaster found it surprisingly difficult to say this, and he busied himself with the lamp as he said it. He heard James's hand fall heavily on the trunk top, and he discovered that he very much disliked sinking in the man's estimation.
He was regarded as an experiment, I fancy; and now it seems that he was rather an unsuccessful one. If you've come to us in a missionary spirit, we'll tolerate you politely, but we'll laugh in our sleeve, I warn you." "That really doesn't daunt me, Lady Mary," declared MacMaster blandly. "As I told you, I'm a man with a mission." Lady Mary laughed her hoarse, baritone laugh. "Bravo!
"You, at any rate, have not grown more reconciled," MacMaster ventured. "Oh I give him his dues. He was a colorist, I grant you; but that is a vague and unsatisfactory quality to marry to; Lady Ellen Treffinger found it so."
"You'll not be offended if I question the clemency of such a destiny," remarked Lady Mary dryly. "Isn't there rather a surplus of books on that subject already?" "Such as they are. Oh, I've read them all" here MacMaster faced Lady Mary triumphantly. "He has quite escaped your amiable critics," he added, smiling.
"I've 'eard from Lydy Elling by the post, sir," he remarked, "an' she's give h'orders to 'ave the 'ouse put in readiness. I doubt she'll be 'ere by Thursday or Friday next." "She spends most of her time abroad?" queried MacMaster; on the subject of Lady Treffinger James consistently maintained a very delicate reserve. "Well, you could 'ardly say she does that, sir.
For a moment MacMaster was almost equal to abetting James in his theft. He reflected that pictures had been whitewashed, or hidden in the crypts of churches, or under the floors of palaces from meaner motives, and to save them from a fate less ignominious. But presently, with a sigh, he shook his head. "No, James, it won't do at all.
There was certainly a flavor about such a highhanded proceeding. "However did you get it here?" he queried. "I got a four-wheeler and come over direct, sir. Good job I 'appened to 'ave the chaynge about me." "You came up High Street, up Piccadilly, through the Haymarket and Trafalgar Square, and into the Strand?" queried MacMaster with a relish. "Yes, sir.
There was a murmur in the hall, and MacMaster greeted the smiling Captain and his aunt as he bowed himself out. To all intents and purposes the Marriage of Phaedra was already entombed in a vague continent in the Pacific, somewhere on the other side of the world. A Wagner Matinee
"That's in Paris, as I remember," James continued reflectively. "It went with the Saint Cecilia into the Baron H -'s collection. Could you tell me, sir, 'as 'e it still? I don't like to lose account of them, but some 'as changed 'ands since Sir 'Ugh's death." "H -'s collection is still intact, I believe," replied MacMaster. "You were with Treffinger long?"
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