"
"That's a true bill," said Mick.
"Their spirit is broken," said Chaffing Jack, "or else they
never would have let the Temple have been shut up."
"And think of our Institute without a single subscriber!" said
Mick. "The gals is the only thing what has any spirit left.
Julia told me just now she would go to the cannon's mouth for
the Five Points any summer day."
"You think the spirit can't be raised, Chaffing Jack," said
Devilsdust very seriously. "You ought to be a judge."
"If I don't know Mowbray who does? Trust my word, the house
won't draw."
"Then it is U-P," said Mick.
"Hush!" said Devilsdust. "But suppose it spreads?"
"It won't spread," said Chaffing Jack. "I've seen a deal of
these things. I fancy from what you say it's a cotton squall.
It will pass, Sir. Let me see the miners out and then I will
talk to you."
"Stranger things than that have happened," said Devilsdust.
"Then things get serious," said Chaffing Jack. "Them miners
is very stubborn, and when they gets excited ayn't it a bear
at play, that's all?"
"Well," said Devilsdust, "what you say is well worth
attention; but all the same I feel we are on the eve of a
regular crisis."
"No, by jingo!" said Mick, and tossing his cap into the air he
snapped his fingers with delight at the anticipated amusement.
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