"I should be sorry to proceed to extremities," continued Sheppard, again raising
the pistol. It was his belief that the French had enough troubles of their own in these
difficult times without bothering to nose out British business. In Paris, in July,
a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to
uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. Lucia had never been so happy, so content. He wanted to know what the
joke against him was—if any. "
"We shall see," rejoined Jonathan, turning carelessly upon his heel. What
were your findings?” Lucy asked. “Cheveney!” she repeated. She had been carrying
them, he assumed, but then again the school had some
particularly talented kids among the usual ruffians. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set
out homewards with his little charge. “That thing’s going on,” she told herself. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth
them.
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