4/19 Hackh has just taken over, from this house, the only real weapons in the settlement--one dozen old Mausers, Argentine, calibre.765. I've kept the guns oiled, and will warrant the lot sound .-- Now, who'll lend me spare coolies, and stuff for sand-bags ?" "Over where ?" puffed Sturgeon. "Where's he taking your Mausers ?" "Nunnery, of course." "Oh, I say!" Mr.Forrester looked up, with an injured air. "As the senior here, except Dr.Earle, I naturally thought the choice would be my house." "Right!" cried two or three voices from the foot of the table. "It should be--Farthest off--" All talked at once, except Chantel, who eyed them leniently, and smiled as at so many absurd children. |