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Next he put on the Colonel's hat and coat, and examined the revolver. "It was very kind of you to load it, Colonel." The Colonel blinked his eyes. "Au revoir!" said Maurice, as he made for the door. "Vergis mein nicht!" and he was gone. He crept down the stairs, cautiously entered the court, it was deserted. The moon was up and shining. The gate was locked, but he climbed it without mishap.
The British aviator, who had the advantage in speed and was a good revolver shot, evidently greatly distressed the fugitive, for, surrendered, he planed down in good order, and on landing was found to be dead. According to an officer in the Royal Flying Corps the worst aerial experience in war is to go up as a passenger. "It is 'loathly," he says, "to sit still helplessly and be fired at."
Hal drew his own revolver and covered him. "One move and you are a dead man," he said quietly. Robard glared up at him angrily. Chester smiled at him pleasantly. "You see I am smarter than you gave me credit for," he said. The Austrian made no response. "He keeps the paper in his pocket, Hal," said Chester. "So I heard him say," replied Hal.
The man returned his revolver to his belt, and came down the cliff; and, presently, Arthur found himself standing face to face with a live robber. "I am Pierre Costello," said the latter; "and I was waiting for you." Arthur looked at the robber with curiosity.
Paul turned and looked. "I 'm a pretty long shot," thought the Captain, and he thought it prudent to slacken his pace till he saw in what spirit his overtures were met. Their reception was not encouraging. Paul took his revolver from his pocket the Captain saw the glint of the barrel and waved it menacingly.
"Don't be at all uneasy about me, Miss Huston," begged Jack, with cool confidence. "I have had rather a sturdy training in the art of taking care of myself." Though he did not allow the girl to see the motion, Jack felt stealthily at his right hip pocket. Yes; the loaded revolver was there. Jack did not believe much in the practice of carrying concealed weapons.
"Well, I want you to keep yourself covered by the canvas for a little while especially your head and shoulders. I am going to stop these chaps. They have found our weak point, but I can baffle them." She did not ask what he proposed to do. He heard the rustling of the tarpaulin as she pulled it. Instantly he cast loose the rope-ladder, and, armed only with a revolver, dropped down the rock.
It was pulling fiercely toward the river now, but the anchor held fast. Suddenly Harry sprang up. Pauline started to follow his example, but he motioned her to stay where she was. In his hand gleamed the revolver, that he had carried ever since the battle in Baskinelli's den. "Who is it?" whispered Pauline. "Can you see some one?" He raised the revolver in the air, took aim and fired.
Kemp scrutinised the surroundings of the house for a glimpse of the revolver, but it had vanished. His eyes came back to Adye. The game was opening well. Then came a ringing and knocking at the front door, that grew at last tumultuous, but pursuant to Kemp's instructions the servants had locked themselves into their rooms. This was followed by a silence.
Jack had partly lowered his revolver, after the first glance around the room, but it now came to a level again with the suddenness of lightning and was pointed straight at the gleaming eyes, as he spoke in a low, deadly tone: "Come forth or I'll send a bullet through your infernal brain!" Never was man more fairly caught.
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