human
Well, Moore, what is your business with us? I thought you would want us to-night--me and the hetman here (patting his pony's neck), and Tom and his charger. When I heard your mill-bell I could sit still no longer, so I left Boultby to finish his supper alone. But where is the enemy? I do not see a mask or a smutted face present; and there is not a pane of glass broken in your windows. Have you had an attack, or do you expect one?
gpt
Oh, not at all! I have neither had one nor expect one, answered Moore coolly.
human
I only ordered the bell to be rung because I want two or three neighbours to stay here in the Hollow while I and a couple or so more go over to Stilbro' Moor.
gpt
To Stilbro' Moor! What to do? To meet the wagons?
human
The wagons are come home an hour ago.
gpt
Then all's right. What more would you have?
human
They came home empty; and Joe Scott and company are left on the moor, and so are the frames. Read that scrawl.
gpt
Hum! They've only served you as they serve others. But, however, the poor fellows in the ditch will be expecting help with some impatience. This is a wet night for such a berth. I and Tom will go with you. Malone may stay behind and take care of the mill. What is the matter with him? His eyes seem starting out of his head.
human
He has been eating a mutton chop.
gpt
Indeed!--Peter Augustus, be on your guard. Eat no more mutton chops to-night. You are left here in command of these premises--an honourable post!
human
Is anybody to stay with me?
gpt
As many of the present assemblage as choose.--My lads, how many of you will remain here, and how many will go a little way with me and Mr. Moore on the Stilbro' road, to meet some men who have been waylaid and assaulted by frame-breakers?