“Let’s not talk about it any more to-night,” said Merry. “I am tired.”
“Tired!” exclaimed the Virginian. “Good gracious! I don’t see how you can think of that now! What has happened is enough to make anybody forget fatigue. Why, while you remain in France, you cannot feel safe for a moment! On the street, or in your room at the hotel, you are in danger of being assassinated! It is horrible!”
Frank realized the full dimensions of the peril.
“It’s rather too much sport,” he confessed. “I didn’t bargain for anything of the sort.”
“It will not be from a lack of courage, if you leave France,” urged Jack. “Why should you remain here to be killed? You can do no good by staying here longer.”
“Perhaps not.”
“Of course you cannot. How can you?”
“We have planned to stay longer.”
“That makes no difference. I have seen enough of Paris, and so have Browning and Rattleton. We did have a splendid time in England, but now——”
“You were the most eager to get away from England.”