I pounded on Kevin’s arm. “Let me go! Release me at once! I must go to him. Oh, good Gad, I fear the worst--”
Kevin’s cheeks were flushed with excitement and his lips had stretched into a ferocious fighting smile. “Begorra!” he bellowed. That’s the spirt, Mrs. E. Let’s go get ‘em, eh? Up the O’Connells!”
“And the Peabodys,”I shrieked, brandishing my parasol.
“And the Peabodys! Here we go then!”
The Deeds of the Disturber by Elizabeth Peters














