Claiborne."
Armitage unbuttoned his coat, and jerked back the lapels impatiently.
"And I knew as much about Monsieur Chauvenet as I did about you, or as I
do about you!"
"What you know of him, Mr. Claiborne, is of no consequence. And what you
don't know about me would fill a large volume. How did you get here, and
what do you propose doing, now that you are here? I am in a hurry and
have no time to waste. If I can't get anything satisfactory out of you
within two minutes I'm going to chuck you back into the sack."
"I came up here in the hills to look for you--you--you--! Do you
understand?" began Claiborne angrily. "And as I was riding along the road
about two miles from here I ran into three men on horseback. When I
stopped to parley with them and find out what they were doing, they crept
up on me and grabbed my horse and put that sack over my head. They had
mistaken me for you; and they brought me here, into your house, and
pulled the sack off and were decidedly disagreeable at finding they had
made a mistake. One of them had gone in to ransack your effects and when
they pulled off the bag and disclosed the wrong hare, he dropped his loot
on the floor; and then I told them to go to the devil, and I hope they've
done it! When you came in I was picking up your traps, and I submit that
the sword is handsome enough to challenge anybody's eye.
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