The Irish people in
Paradise Row obtained from Isaac Dent what no amount of prayers and
supplications would have won from him. Miss Vallence, when she arrived,
took down from his lips a full and free confession of the evil part
he had played. This paper was duly signed and attested, and the prisoner
was given his liberty and an hour's grace. That he made good use of
this hour is apparent; for no one has heard or Been anything of him
in Liverpool again. The Irish folks were intensely triumphant; and
Mother Bunch, in high good humor, invited every one of the conspirators
to a banquet at her house on the day on which Will was let out of
prison.
"And now to find Bet, and to see how the little cap'n is getting on,"
said Hester. "I'll run up and take a look at him now, Mother Bunch.
I hope Biddy has not stirred from him during the evening."
"No fear of that, child," responded Mother Bunch, but in reality there
was much fear; for the recreant Biddy, Mrs. O'Flaherty's eldest
daughter, had been enjoying herself in a back part of the kitchen
during the entire evening's entertainment.
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