‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. Montressor’s guests. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. "Her ladyship—" faltered the attendant. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. McClintock was in a gay mood at dinner that night; but he did not see fit to give these children the true reason. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it gone, he felt certain he had been robbed. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs.
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