The smoke of powder drifted across the flickering
candles, and there was a salty taste on my tongue.
"Horrible!" cried the girl, covering her eyes.
The master rogue and his valet were led out into the assembly-room, and
we reluctantly followed. I saw it all now. When Haggerty called up
central at the club, he ascertained where the last call had been from,
and, learning that it came from Hollywood Inn, he took his chance. The
room was soon filled with servants and stable-hands, the pistol-shot
having lured them from their beds. The wounded man was very pale. He
sat with his uninjured hand tightly clasped above the ragged wound, and
a little pool of blood slowly formed at his side on the floor. But his
eyes shone brightly.
"A basin of water and some linen!" cried the girl to Moriarty. "And
send all these people away."
"To yer rooms, ivery one of ye!" snapped Moriarty, sweeping his hands.
"'Tis no place for ye, be off!" He hurried the servants out of the
room, and presently returned with a basin of water, some linen and balm.
We watched the girl as she bathed and bandaged the wounded arm; and
once or twice the patient smiled. Haggerty looked on approvingly, and
in William's eyes there beamed the gentle light of reverence.
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