In the room you will find a disguise, which I pray you to don with all haste.

La! they are filthy rags, I own, but your life and--and ours depend upon your help." Gallantly he kissed the tips of her fingers, and opened the door of an adjoining room to enable her to pass through; then he stood aside, so that her final look, as she went, might be for Deroulede.
As soon as the door had closed upon her he once more turned to the men.
"Those uniforms will not do now," he said peremptorily; "there are bundles of abominable clothes here, Tony.

Will you all don them as quickly as you can?
We must all look as filthy a band of _sansculottes_ to-night as ever walked the streets of Paris." His lazy drawl had deserted him now.

He was the man of action and of thought, the bold adventurer who held the lives of his friends in the hollow of his hand.
The four men hastily obeyed.

Lord Anthony Dewhurst--one of the most elegant dandies of London society--had brought forth from a dank cupboard a bundle of clothes, mere rags, filthy but useful.
Within ten minutes the change was accomplished, and four dirty, slouchy figures stood confronting their chief.
"That's capital!" said Sir Percy merrily.
"Now for Mademoiselle de Marny." Hardly had he spoken when the door of the adjoining room was pushed open, and a horrible apparition stood before the men.