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Lucy crying bitterly had run to Ned and thrown her arms round him, begging him to be quiet. Charlie, hardly recovered from the heavy blows he had received, was crying too. Mr. Mulready as pale as death was glaring at Ned, while his wife had thrown herself between them. Mr. Mulready was the first to recover himself. "This is a nice spectacle," he said to the servants.
And I guess you think me the devil in masquerade." He chuckled, in high conceit with himself over the turn of affairs. "Good night and and fare thee well!" He dropped into the boat, seating himself to face the recalcitrant Mulready. "Cast off, there!" The boat dropped away, the oars lifting and falling.
Her plan was to step in when Dorothy stepped out, gather up what she could, realize on it, and decamp. That is why there was so much excitement about the jewels: naturally the most valuable item on her list, the most easy to convert into cash.... The man Mulready we do not place; he seems to have been a shady character the fat rogue picked up somewhere.
He had always in his heart been afraid of this boy with his wild and reckless temper, and felt that in his present mood Ned was capable of anything. Still as Mr. Mulready took his seat in his gig his predominant feeling was satisfaction. "I am glad I have given him a lesson," he muttered to himself, "and have paid him off for months of insolence.
Mulready never addressed him, and beyond helping him to food entirely ignored his presence. At mealtimes when he opened his lips it was either to snap at Charlie or Lucy, or to snarl at his wife, whose patience astonished Ned, and who never answered except by a smile or murmured excuse. The lad was almost as far separated from her now as from his stepfather.
Don't get excited.... It was when the Hallam passed me word that a man from the Yard was waiting on the altar steps for me, that Kirkwood came in. He was dining close by; I went over and worked on his feelings until he agreed to take Dorothy off my hands. If I had attempted to leave the place with her, they'd've spotted me for sure.... My compliments to you, Dick Mulready."
Calendar edged forward from Kirkwood's side. "But what shall we do if my father isn't here? Wait?" "No; best not to; best to get on the Alethea as soon as possible, Miss Calendar. We can send the boat back." "'Once aboard the lugger the girl is mine' eh, Mulready? to say nothing of the loot!" If Calendar's words were jocular, his tone conveyed a different impression entirely.
Mulready went before the magistrates, and laying before them the threatening letters he had received, for the first had been followed by many others, he asked them to send for a company of infantry, as he was going to set his mill to work.
Mulready is a brute; he ill treats my mother, he ill treats Charlie and Lucy, and he would ill treat me if he dared." "All this is bad, Ned," Mr. Porson said gravely; "but of course much depends upon the amount of his ill treatment. I assume that he does not actively ill treat your mother." "No," Ned said with an angry look in his face; "and he'd better not."
Mulready absolutely refused to hear anything about the mill or to discuss any questions connected with money, therefore they had no resource but to allow the profits, after deducting all expenses of living, to accumulate until, at any rate, Lucy, the youngest of the children, came of age.
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