There were the new clothes to think about, and the guns.

It happened, too, that while he was thinking about them Lady O'Hara, looking worried and tired, entered the hotel room.
"I hope that man sent the guns all right," said Nic.
"He did, for I received a note from him and a receipt for their delivery." "I'm glad of that," said Nic.

"I was anxious about them." Lady O'Hara looked amused.

Then, watching the boy closely, she said: "By the way, Dominic, I don't think I told you I meant that gun with the short stock for you." "For me ?" cried Nic, flushing with excitement.

Then hastily, "Oh no, I don't want to shoot people." "You may if they want to kill you or those whom you love, my boy.