MARY BARTON

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MARY BARTON Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

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  Sothatkeptmebeyondmytime,chaps。““Didyouhearwherethewifelivedatlast?“askedmanyanxiousvoices。“No!hewentontalkingtoher,tillhiswordscutmyheartlikeaknife。

  Iaxedth’nursetofindoutwhoshewas,andwhereshelived。ButwhatI’mmoreespecialnamingitnowforisthis,——foronethingIwantedyoualltoknowwhyIweren’tatmypostthismorning;foranother,Iwishtosay,thatI,forone,ha’seenenoughofwhatcomesofattackingknob-sticks,andI’llha’noughttodowithitnomore。Thereweresomeexpressionsofdisapprobation,butJohndidnotmindthem。“Nay!I’mnocoward,“hereplied,“andI’mtruetoth’backbone。WhatI

  wouldlike,andwhatIwoulddo,wouldbetofightthemasters。There’soneamongyocalledmeacoward。Well!everymanhasarighttohisopinion;

  butsinceI’vethoughtonth’matterto-day,I’vethoughtwehanallonusbeenmorelikecowardsinattackingthepoorlikeourselves;themashasnonetohelp,butmunchoosebetweenvitriolandstarvation。Isaywe’remorecowardlyindoingthatthaninleavingthemalone。No!whatIwoulddoisthis。Haveatthemasters!“Againheshouted,“Haveatthemasters!“Hespokelower;alllistenedwithhushedbreath。“It’sthemastersashaswroughtthiswoe;it’sthemastersasshouldpayforit。Himascalledmecowardjustnow,maytryifIamoneornot。Setmetoserveoutthemasters,andseeifthere’saughtI’llstickat。““Itwouldgiveth’mastersabitonafrightifoneofthemwerebeatenwithinaninchofhislife,“saidone。“Aye!orbeatentillnolifewereleftinhim,growledanother。Andsowithwords,orlooksthattoldmorethanwords,theybuiltupadeadlyplan。Deeperanddarkergrewtheimportoftheirspeeches,astheystoodhoarselymutteringtheirmeaningout,andglaring,witheyesthattoldtheterrortheirownthoughtsweretothem,upontheirneighbours,Theirclenchedfists,theirsetteeth,theirlividlooks,alltoldthesufferingwhichtheirmindswerevoluntarilyundergoinginthecontemplationofcrime,andinfamiliarizingthemselveswithitsdetails。ThencameoneofthosefierceterribleoathswhichbindmembersofTrades’

  Unionstoanygivenpurpose。Then,undertheflaringgaslight,theymettogethertoconsultfurther。Withthedistrustofguilt,eachwassuspiciousofhisneighbour;eachdreadedthetreacheryofanother。Anumberofpiecesofpapertheidenticalletteronwhichthecaricaturehadbeendrawnthatverymorningweretornup,andonewasmarked。Thenallwerefoldedupagain,lookingexactlyalike。Theywereshuffledtogetherinahat。

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