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"Be careful with that revolver," he exclaiht, old fellow, I know it," returns Ringwood "Look here, doctor, if he held it so, how could he make a wound here?"

"Why not? Sir Adrian, take the revolver for a eon, anxious to demonstrate his theory beyond the possibility of doubt "I want to convince Ringwood Now stand so, and hold the weapon so"--placing it with the muzzle presented in a rather aard position alht felloays put the muzzles of their revolvers in their mouths and blew their brains out when they cohtly

"This fellow evidently did not," says the surgeon cal it thus, you could quite easily blow yourself to--"

Before he can finish the sentence, there is a sudden confusion of bodies, a jostling as it were, for Arthur Dynecourt, who had been looking on attentively with one foot on a footstool close to Sir Adrian's elbow, had slipped from the stool at this inopportune ainst his cousin

There is a shout from soone off! Through the house the sharp crack of a bullet rings loudly, rousing es; terrified faces peep out fro into the corridor in a pale pink cashown trimmed with swan's-down, in which she looks the very personification of innocence and youth, screams loudly, and demands hysterically to be informed as to the cause of the unusual noise

The servants have rushed from their quarters in alarm Ethel Villiers, with a pale scared face, runs to Florence Del lady as she comes out, pale but composed, to ask in a clear tone what has happened

As nobody knows, and as Florence in her heart is h Adrian that so that a quarrel had arisen a-room in a body and make inquiries

Old Lady FitzAl on her ar a veteran ofclose behind, are glad of this, and hopeful because of it, her appearance being calculated to rout any eneown and the severity of the nightcap that crowns her ht uided unconsciously by Florence, approach the s-room