In Sight of St. Paul's — page 137: what you’re looking at

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132 | THE PANTHER AT BAY. “T’ll not permit you to come here again!’ ex- claimed Gridston, losing his temper. Tom was angry, too, but he kept himself well un- | der control. ‘““Mr. Gridston,’’? with an accent upon the Mr., ‘“before I came into this house, I made up my mind I would not exchange words with you, if possible. I beg of you to let me go without doing so. Believe me, it will be better for you.”’ | “Do you think I’m a coward?’ snapped Gridston. ‘““T know you’re a rogue,’’ replied Tom, very quietly, ‘‘and they generally go together.”’ Gridston turned scarlet with rage, and made a rush at the man who had thus insulted him. But, lkea flash, Tom, who had been expecting something of the sort, caught him by the coat, and, thrusting him away, held him at arm’s length. ‘“‘Keep still, or I'l] thrash you now!’ he cried. Just behind them, fixed against the wall, was a round wooden shield, decorated with arms of various kinds. Gridston, who was wild with rage, reached out his hand and wfenched away a pistol. ‘“Take care!’’ he shouted, presenting the weapon. “Tet me go! Tom involuntarily released him. Then, remember- ing that he had in his pocket the pistol he had taken from his father, he produced it. ‘Pm armed, too!’’ he said, quietly. Gomichbooks:co