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At any rate, we should have been taken in a highly unsoldier-like fashion if Mrs. Treacher hadn't kept her eye lifting. She gave the alarm, and we scuttled into the bushes like rabbits, and watched while she held the gate. What is more, I believe she would have fended off the danger if Sergeant Archelaus hadn't sneezed; and then oh, then! " Vashti paused, her eyes brimful of laughter.

"You are feeling better, dear?" asked Miss Gabriel, solicitously. At this moment the latch of the door rattled gently. She looked up in surprise, for Mrs. Treacher could scarcely have gone and returned in so short a while. The door opened. On the threshold stood a vision a woman clad in furs a woman with diamonds flashing on her white throat where the furs parted. Miss Gabriel gasped.

"Why, of course, they were unusual," Miss Gabriel persisted, albeit a trifle dashed; "and indeed so incredibly absurd that we have brought Mr. Pope to hear your account of them; for, I assure you, he'll hardly believe us." Mrs. Treacher looked at Mr. Pope solemnly for the space of about ten seconds, and then as solemnly at the ladies. "What won't he believe?"

"Then why couldn't you have given warning?" retorted Treacher. "Pretty pair of eyes you keep in that old head of yours!" "Be quiet, you two!" the Commandant ordered. "They'd have caught the painter if they wanted us." He fell silent, bending his head to study the compass in the lantern's ray.

In the pauses of sponging and towelling himself, the Commandant asked the question again and again. Could he go to Mrs. Treacher and borrow back the four shillings he had given her last night? Fish, new-laid eggs, fresh butter, marmalade, the best tea procurable in the Islands.... Yes, undoubtedly four shillings would go a long way towards providing breakfast.

Her manner forbade him, and he stood still, there by the doorstep, gazing after her a moment as she disappeared into the dark hall. Then, as he heard the door latch rattle gently, he turned to hurry in search of Mrs. Treacher. He had taken but a dozen steps, however, when her light footfall sounded again close behind him. She, too, had turned and was following him almost at a run.

Pope's arm, and when they were almost abreast of the barrack door, who should appear at the garden gate, on the opposite side of the road, but Mrs. Treacher herself? Catching sight of the visitors she halted in startled fashion, with her hand on the hasp of the gate. "So few ever walk this way in these times," said Miss Gabriel, "I declare we have frightened the poor woman. Mrs.

Treacher, shortly, "that is, unless you'd rather have her laid outside on the bare road, and in a dead faint, too." Indeed, Mrs. Pope was in a state of collapse that silenced all scruples. Mrs.

Haven't you heard the guns going?... But of course you have. Mrs. Treacher told me you were down helping with the boats you and her husband and Archelaus, though what help you three supposed yourselves capable of giving," wound up Miss Gabriel, reverting for a moment to her customary manner, "I don't pretend to guess."

Treacher go about in silks and furs and low bodices with a thousand pounds' worth of diamonds on her abandoned neck?" "Certainly not to my knowledge. But," said the Commandant, turning, as the door opened, "you had better ask her for yourself." Now, it may be that Mrs. Treacher had also allowed Vashti to bewitch her.

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