walking again with your beau, at such an hour of the day, in a hurry. You’ve too much pride and spirit in you for that. I like to see a girl fly out at the notion of being talked about. It shows they’re neither giddy, nor hold by nature. As for that girl, she might be hold, but she’d never be giddy. I’ll do her that justice. Now as to Fanny, she’d be giddy, and not bold. She’s no courage in her, poor thing!’
Mr. Thornton was not spending the morning so satisfactorily as his mother. She, at any rate, was fulfilling her determined purpose. He was trying to understand where he stood; what damage the strike had done him. A good deal of his capital was locked up in new and expensive machinery; and Alessio Cerci Jersey he had also bought cotton largely, with a view to some great orders which he had in hand. The Federico Fazio Jersey strike had thrown him terribly behindhand, as to the completion of these orders. Even with his own accustomed and skilled workpeople, he would have had some difficulty in Alberto Moreno Jersey fulfilling his engagements; as it was, the incompetence of the Irish hands, who had to be trained to their work, at a time requiring Lorenzo De Silvestri Jersey unusual activity, was a daily annoyance.
It was not a favourable hour for Higgins to make his request. But he had promised Margaret to do it at any cost. So, though every moment added to his repugnance, his pride, and his Jeffrey Bruma Jersey sullenness of temper, he stood leaning against the dead wall, hour after hour, first on one leg, then on the other. At last the latch was sharply lifted, and out came Mr. Thornton.
‘I want for to speak to yo’, sir.’
‘Can’t stay now, my man. I’m too late as it is.’
‘Well, sir, I reckon I can wait till yo’ come back.’
Mr. Thornton was half way down the street. Higgins sighed. But it was no use. To Blank Jersey catch him in the street was his only chance of seeing ‘the measter;’ if he had rung the lodge bell, or even gone up to the house to Mariano Andujar Jersey ask for him, he would have been referred to the overlooker. So he stood still again, vouchsafing no answer, but a short nod of recognition |
