ONE:"Oh, I'll have to send you to the provost-martial at Baton Rouge and let you settle that with him."SIGHTS AND SCENES IN CANTON.
FORE:Frank asked what he meant, and was toldI closed the door. It had no key, but there was a small catch to the knob and I turned it on while the men were looking into the adjacent rooms. When they reached ours Miss Harper was again at their front. Inside, the three of us silently noted our strategic advantages: we were in the darkest part of the room, the bed's covering was a dull red, Ferry had on his shirt of black silk, the white pillows were hidden at his back, Charlotte and I were darkly clad, the light from our west window would be in our assailants' faces as they entered, and they would be silhouetted against a similar light from the hall's front. We noiselessly cocked our weapons and Charlotte and I each sank to one knee. "The door is very thin," murmured Ferry, "we can fire before they enter; they will get, anyhow, our smoke, and if they fire as they rush in we can aim under their flash."
FORE:"Evidently not," replied the Doctor, carelessly, "but it is not of the slightest importance. As I have said, the honour"
