what in five minutes? Can you do nothing to soothe these poor creatures? It is awful to see them."
"The soldiers will be here directly, and that will bring them to reason."
"To reason!" said Margaret, quickly. "What kind of reason?"
"The only reason that does with men that make themselves into wild beasts. By heaven! they've turned to the mill-door!"
"Mr. Thornton," said Margaret, shaking all over with her passion, "go down this instant, if you are not a coward. Go down and face them like a man. Save these poor strangers, whom you have decoyed here. Speak to your workmen as if they were human beings. Speak to them kindly. Don't let the soldiers come in and cut down poor creatures who are driven mad. I see one there who is. If you have any courage or noble quality in you, go out and speak to them, man to man."
He turned and looked at her while she spoke. A dark cloud came over his face while he listened. He set his teeth as he heard her words.
"I will go. Perhaps I may ask you to accompany me downstairs, and bar the door behind me; my mother and sister will need that protection."
"Oh! Mr. Thornton! I do not know—I may be wrong—only—"
But he was gone; he was downstairs in the hall; he had unbarred the front door; all she could do, was to follow him quickly, and fasten it behind him, and clamber up the stairs again with a sick heart and a dizzy head. Again she took her place by the farthest
