Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 204: what you’re looking at

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196 THE FACE AT THE WINDOW. Gordon property he should be exercising his rights. ‘‘Senator, open the door wide,’’ he says, with an awful black look on his face. The colonel looks alarmed. ‘What would vou do?”’ he says, ack ty: ‘“‘Help you out of this place, you wretch.”’ Gypsy’s hand catches hold of Bob’s arm. “Don’t, Bob, dear. Remember, he’s my uncle. ”’ ‘“VYes, remember, I’m her uncle,’’ sneers the colonel, very unwisely, for Bob’s blood is already boiling. He breaks away from the detaining hand of his wife, he rushes upon Gordon like an avalanche, and if that individual had fallen into the depths of a threshing machine he could not have met witha more disastrous fortune. He attempts to draw a weapon, but Bob’s eye has full swing, and notes the movement, which he paralyzes with a blow from his fist. Then he whirls the adventurer around and pushes him toward the door, reaching which he sends him flying into the hall with a vigorous kick, and then chases him out of the front door. When he returns Monsieur Merle is making his apologies for being connected with such a sly plotter as the colonel, and declaring that it is only because the other Tht a power over him. They ignore the little Frenchman, and as the Hetee. tive has already made his escape, Monsieur Merle loses no time in following his example. Thus our friends are left in possession of the field, though after what they have heard the victory seems eS Gomichooksszcom