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Updated: May 14, 2025
"But I will not allow you to indulge such gloomy ideas, Richard. If I seriously thought Mistress Nutter likely to occasion all this fresh mischief, I would cause her to be delivered up to justice, and hanged out of the way. You may look cross at me, but I would.
I interlard my conversation at home with easy quotations from that poet, and impress Captain Nutter with a lofty notion of my learning. I am likewise translating Les Aventures de Telemaque from the French, and shall tackle Blair's Lectures the next term. I am ashamed of my crude composition about The Horse, and can do better now. Sometimes my head almost aches with the variety of my knowledge.
'Ho! a village attorney, cried the fortune-teller, plainly without having consulted the cards or the planets. 'Well, Sir, you'd better stand aside, for I am the Widow Nutter, and this is my house; and burn me, but one way or another, in I'll get.
And as Alizon was borne away, Mistress Nutter uttered a cry of anguish. "Do not stay here," said Mother Chattox, raising herself with difficulty. "Go after her; you may yet save your daughter." "But how?" cried Mistress Nutter, distractedly. "I have no power now." As she spoke a dusky form rose up beside her. It was her familiar.
At this moment Lady Assheton and Mrs. Nutter, with some of the other ladies, came up. "Just in time, Nell," cried the knight. "Have you your smelling-bottle about you? The May Queen has fainted." "Indeed!" exclaimed Lady Assheton, springing towards Alizon, who was now sustained by young Richard Assheton; the forester having surrendered her to him.
Nutter was in a confounded passion; but being a man of few words, showed his wrath chiefly in his countenance, and stood with his legs apart and his arms stuffed straight into his coat pockets, his back to the fire-place, with his chest thrown daringly out, sniffing the air in a state of high tension, and as like as a respectable little fellow of five feet six could be to that giant who smelt the blood of the Irishman, and swore, with a 'Fee!
When Nutter returned to the parlour his wife had not yet left it. 'I'll attend here, go you up stairs, said Nutter. He spoke strangely, and looked odd, and altogether seemed strung up to a high pitch. Out went Betty, seeing it was no good dawdling; for her master was resolute and formidable. The room, like others in old-fashioned houses with thick walls, had a double door.
"Their object was to make me prisoner, and carry me back to Rough Lee, Bess," replied Holden. "They wished to prevent my going to Whalley, whither I am bound, to procure help from Sir Ralph Assheton to liberate Master Roger Nowell and his attorney, who are forcibly detained by Mistress Nutter."
And as he spoke he took down a couple of stout staves, and gave one of them to Richard. "Farewell, then, preux chevaliers" cried Mistress Nutter, with affected gaiety; "demean yourselves valiantly, and remember that bright eyes will be upon you. Now, Alizon, to our chamber."
But when she learned what had come about that this was Kitty's husband, that Kitty Collins wasn't Kitty Collins now, but Mrs. Benjamin Watson of Nantucket the good soul sat down on the meal-chest and sobbed as if to quote from Captain Nutter as if a husband of her own had turned up! A happier set of people than we were never met together in a dingy kitchen or anywhere else.
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