And as for you, my dear Barnes, your visit is
not even suspected. By this time, of course, the list of the missing
at Green Fancy is headed by an honourable and imperishable name,--
which isn't Cameron,--and there is an increased wailing and gnashing
of teeth. How the divvil did ye do it, Barnes?"
"Are you disposed to be friendly, O'Dowd?" demanded Barnes. "If you
are not, we may just as well fight it out now as later on. I do not
mean to submit without a--"
"You are not to fight!" she cried in great agitation. "What are you
doing? Put it away! Don't shoot!"
"Is it a gun he is pulling" inquired O'Dowd calmly. "And what the
deuce are you going to aim at, me hearty?"
"It may sound cowardly to you, O'Dowd, but I have an advantage over
you in the presence of Miss Cameron. You don't dare shoot into this
shed. You--"
"Lord love ye, Barnes, haven't you my word that I will not shoot
unless ye try to come out? And I know you wouldn't use her for a
shield. Besides, I have a bull's-eye lantern with me. From the
luxurious seat behind this rock I could spot ye in a second. Confound
you, man, you ought to thank me for being so considerate as not to
flash it on you before.
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