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Updated: June 14, 2025
And Tom took his arm, and walked him quietly down into the street. "If you ever go up those kennel-stairs again, friend," said he to himself, "my name's not Tom Thurnall." They walked to a gunsmith's shop in the Strand, where Tom had often dealt, and sold the pistols for some three pounds. "Now then let's go into 333, and get a mutton chop." "No." Elsley was too shy; he was "not fit to be seen."
... to the table, sugar in his chicory, one foot on the bench ... which had reminded him again of the absence of the hatchet from his belt and brought an automatic frown ... then the glance toward the gunsmith's shop, and across the parade ground ... the glance including the houses into which so much labor had gone, the wall that had been built from rubble and topped with pointed stakes, the white slabs of marble that marked the graves of the First Tenant and the men of the Old Toon....
At nine o'clock he crept out into the frosty daylight, found a commissionaire who was accustomed to do errands for him, and sent him with a letter to Lerwick Gardens. On his way back he passed a gunsmith's, and stood looking fascinated at the shining barrels.
For, though he was not aware of having reviewed his position, or of having cast a plan of action, he knew at once what was to be done; and, as before, his feet bore him, without bidding, where he had to go. He retraced his steps, and half-way down the KLOSTERGASSE, entered a gunsmith's shop.
They found the old gunsmith was out and would not be back until about eleven o'clock, so decided to go to the movies, and return at that hour. They enjoyed the motion picture show immensely, particularly because one of the scenes in the News Weekly showed forest fire fighters combatting the flames in the Michigan woods. After the show they made their way back towards the old gunsmith's shop.
It was a host of the stone age that we were accompanying to battle we with the last word of the gunsmith's art from St. James' Street and the Strand. We had not long to wait for our enemy. A wild shrill clamor rose from the edge of the wood and suddenly a body of ape-men rushed out with clubs and stones, and made for the center of the Indian line.
Fight, however, I must, and I'll give you, like the Irishman, my reasons afterwards: perhaps you will be my second." We left the cafe together. My countryman asked them if he should go the gunsmith's for the pistols. "Pistols!" said the Frenchman's second: "we will only fight with swords." "No, no," said my new friend.
The fact is that for an heroic nature such as his, for a daring and adventurous spirit which dreamt of battles, explorations, big game hunting, desert sands, hurricanes and typhoons, to go every Sunday hat shooting and for the rest of the time dispense justice at Costecalde the gunsmith's was... well... hardly satisfying. It was enough indeed to send one into a decline.
He does brag so, and I've had to take that fowling-piece to the gunsmith's already, so I know what it's worth. I did give Clinton a hint about it, and would you believe it? he laughed, and said he thought he had got the best of that bargain. I said, 'I hope you have, if it isn't an even one, for I should be very sorry to think I had cheated a friend! But he either did not or wouldn't see it.
On the wall above the head of the kaïd hung a couple of huge and antiquated horse-pistols, while on a small round table at his feet, some six inches high, lay a collection of cartridges and gunsmith's tools. Behind him, on a rack, were half a dozen long flint-lock muskets, and on the wall by his feet a number of Moorish daggers and swords.
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