melton was still more astounded when Guy told him of the stealing of the despatches.
“No, we will remain,” Guy and melton replied almost in one voice.
Mr. melton was next examined, to prove the identity of the deceased.
He was more worried at present about melton than anything else.
melton covered his face with his hands, and Guy staggered backward.
“I have heard something of that myself,” interrupted melton.
Guy, from his position at melton's side, who had been placed on a soft lion skin, watched the strange scene with wonder.
By this time Guy and melton had donned their disguises and were ready for action.
Father's winter overcoat was perhaps made of melton, or covert cloth.
“If we could shoot any game——” began melton, but Guy interrupted him.