The Mill on the Floss — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
The Mill on the Floss
John Stuart Mill · en
Mr Tulliver was a strictly honest man, and proud of being honest, but
he considered that in law the ends of justice could only be achieved by
employing a stronger knave to frustrate a weaker. Law was a sort of
cock-fight, in which it was the business of injured honesty to get a
game bird with the best pluck and the strongest spurs.
“Gore’s no fool; you needn’t tell me that,” he observed presently, in a
pugnacious tone, as if poor Gritty had been urging that lawyer’s
capabilities; “but, you see, he isn’t up to the law as Wakem is. And
water’s a very particular thing; you can’t pick it up with a pitchfork.
That’s why it’s been nuts to Old Harry and the lawyers. It’s plain
enough what’s the rights and the wrongs of water, if you look at it
straight-forrard; for a river’s a river, and if you’ve got a mill, you
must have water to turn it; and it’s no use telling me Pivart’s
erigation and nonsense won’t stop my wheel; I know what belongs to
water better than that. Talk to me o’ what th’ engineers say! I say
it’s common sense, as Pivart’s dikes must do me an injury. But if
that’s their engineering, I’ll put Tom to it by-and-by, and he shall
see if he can’t find a bit more sense in th’ engineering business than
what _that_ comes to.”
Tom, looking round with some anxiety at this announcement of his
prospects, unthinkingly withdrew a small rattle he was amusing baby
Moss with, whereupon she, being a baby that knew her own mind with
remarkable clearness, instantaneously expressed her sentiments in a
piercing yell, and was not to be appeased even by the restoration of
the rattle, feeling apparently that the original wrong of having it
taken from her remained in all its force. Mrs Moss hurried away with
her into another room, and expressed to Mrs Tulliver, who accompanied
her, the conviction that the dear child had good reasons for crying;
implying that if it was supposed to be the rattle that baby clamored
for, she was a misunderstood baby. The thoroughly justifiable yell
being quieted, Mrs Moss looked at her sister-in-law and said,—
“I’m sorry to see brother so put out about this water work.”