'What is that, my dear?' said Mrs. Pagnell.
Aminta unlocked and laid it open. A pair of pistols met Mrs. Pagnell's gaze.
'We shan't be in need of those things?' the lady said anxiously.
'One never knows, on the road, aunt.'
'Loaded? You wouldn't hesitate to fire; I'm sure.'
'At Mr. Morsfield himself, if he attempted to stop me.'
Mrs. Pagnell withdrew into her astonishment, and presently asked, in a tone of some indignation: 'Why did you mention Mr. Morsfield, Aminta?'
'Did you not write to him yesterday afternoon, aunt?'
'You read the addresses on my letters!'
'Did you not supply him with our proposed route and the time for starting?'