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Scarlet Pimpernel Drabbles

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“Percy, where did you get those fine holsters?” Tony asked Percy one rainy day, when Percy was cleaning his pistols.

“Oh, them. Courtesy of our good friend M’sue Chambertin. Remember that last wild goose chase I led him on into the French countryside? He was kind enough to leave the holsters on the saddle when I commandeered his horse. The poor fellow had to walk nearly three miles to the closest farmhouse. I doubt he’ll ever forgive me. But they are fine holsters, that were worthy of a better owner. I have no doubt they have found that with me.”