Now, all this had been done in an incredibly brief space of time, and Mr. Jones considered it very cleverly done—all things considered, for, smarting as he was from the cuts and bruises he had received in the recent conflict, he very naturally enough bore our hero no goodwill, and it would have caused our footman great mortification of the little scoundrel, or devil as he termed him, had succeeded in getting clear off after the trouble he (Mr. Jones) had been at.
He returned to the house and made his mistress acquainted with all that had happened.
“Dear me!” said Lady Marvlynn; “but upon my word, James, I hardly think you were justified in binding the man.”
“You should have seen him kick and fight, and even try to bite. What could we do with such a—devil?” he was going to say, but he substituted ruffian instead.
No. 76.
AVELINE AND LADY MARVLYNN LETTING PEACE OUT OF THE STABLE.
“Well, I confess I do not understand these things,” returned her ladyship. “I hope and trust it is all right. It has so completely upset me that I hardly know what I say or do.”
“I am going to send Peter for a policeman, if you please, ma’am.”
“Oh, indeed, eh—for a policeman.”