“He is evidently a friend of Mrs. The pistol was his own, it is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon me before. ‘Who, the émigrés?’ ‘Do I speak of the English, imbecile? Certainly the émigrés. ” Brendon laughed softly. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. Brendon suggests supper at the Carlton.
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