The news of the affray had been carried thither, and Roy, with much intemperate language and loud wrath, had set off at full speed to quell it.

The labourers set off after him, probably to protect their wives.

Shouting, hooting, swearing--at which pastime Roy was the loudest--on they came, in a state of fury.
But for the presence of Lionel Verner, things might have come to a crisis--if a fight could have brought a crisis on.

He interposed his authority, which even Roy did not yet dispute to his face, and he succeeded in restoring peace for the time.

He became responsible--I don't know whether it was quite wise of him to do so--for the cost of the broken windows, and the women were allowed to go home unmolested.
The men returned to their work, and Mr.Peckaby's face regained its colour.