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The Tremendous Adventures of Major Brown |
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Rupert paused at the corner of Tanner's Court, with a quiver of delight at danger, and gripped Basil's revolver in his great-coat pocket. "Shall we go in now?" he asked. "Not get police?" asked Major Brown, glancing sharply up and down the street. "I am not sure," answered Rupert, knitting his brows. "Of course, it's quite clear, the thing's all crooked. But there are three of us, and--" "I shouldn't get the police," said Basil in a queer voice. Rupert glanced at him and stared hard. "Basil," he cried, "you're trembling. What's the matter--are you afraid?" "Cold, perhaps," said the Major, eyeing him. There was no doubt that he was shaking. At last, after a few moments' scrutiny, Rupert broke into a curse. "You're laughing," he cried. "I know that confounded, silent, shaky laugh of yours. What the deuce is the amusement, Basil? Here we are, all three of us, within a yard of a den of ruffians--" "But I shouldn't call the police," said Basil. "We four heroes are quite equal to a host," and he continued to quake with his mysterious mirth. Rupert turned with impatience and strode swiftly down the court, the rest of us following. When he reached the door of No. 14 he turned abruptly, the revolver glittering in his hand. "Stand close," he said in the voice of a commander. "The scoundrel may be attempting an escape at this moment. We must fling open the door and rush in." The four of us cowered instantly under the archway, rigid, except for the old judge and his convulsion of merriment. |
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