"Quite calmly," replied Shears, in a voice shaking with rage. "What's the use of being angry? I am so certain of having the last word!"
CHAPTER IV
A GLIMMER IN THE DARKNESS
However impervious to outside influences a man's character may be—and Shears is one of those men upon whom ill-luck takes hardly any hold—there are yet circumstances in which the most undaunted feel the need to collect their forces before again facing the chances of a battle.
"I shall take a holiday to-day," said Shears.
"And I?"
"You, Wilson, must go and buy clothes and shirts and things to replenish our wardrobe. During that time, I shall rest."
"Yes, rest, Shears. I shall watch."
Wilson uttered those three words with all the importance of a sentry placed on outpost duty and therefore exposed to the worst dangers. He threw out his chest and stiffened his muscles. With a sharp eye, he glanced round the little hotel bedroom where they had taken up their quarters.