But instead of seeking her room she found a light, dark-coloured shawl and crept noiselessly back to the settee, leaving the front door slightly ajar.
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey
Lying upon the settee was a large revolver.
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey
Then, side by side upon the settee, the revolver still in her hand, she resumed: This is a fearful looking thing.
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey