Look here," said Mr.Walters, "observe how I load this." Esther gave her undivided attention to the work before her, and when he had finished, she took up another pistol and loaded it with a precision and celerity that would have reflected honour on a more practised hand.
"Well done!--capital!" exclaimed Mr.Walters, as she laid down the weapon.
"You'll do, my girl; as I said before, you are one after my own heart.

Now, whilst you are loading the rest, I will go downstairs, where I have some little matters to attend to." On the stair-way he was met by Kinch and Caddy, who were tugging up a large kettle of water.

"Is it possible, Caddy," asked Mr.Walters, "that your propensity to dabble in soap and water has overcome you even at this critical time?
You certainly can't be going to scrub ?" "No, I'm not going to scrub," she replied, "nor do anything like it.

We've got our plans, haven't we, Kinch ?" "Let's hear what your plans are.

I'd like to be enlightened a little, if convenient," said Mr.Walters.
"Well, it's _not_ convenient, Mr.Walters, so you need not expect to hear a word about them.