"I am sure he is a coward or he would have put the mill to work weeks ago." Secure in the protection of the troops, and proud of the new machinery which was at work in his mill, Mr.Mulready was now himself again.

His smile had returned.

He carried himself jauntily, and talked lightly and contemptuously of the threats of King Lud.

Ned disliked him more in this mood than in the state of depression and irritation which had preceded it.

The tones of hatred and contempt in which he spoke of the starving workmen jarred upon him greatly, and it needed all his determination and self command to keep him from expressing his feelings.