Rudyard Kipling 
The Light That Failed 

‚What do you think she’d do if she caught us? We oughtn’t to have it, you know, ‚ said Maisie.
‚Beat me, and lock you up in your bedroom, ‚ Dick answered, without hesitation. ‚Have you got the cartridges?‘
‚Yes; they’re in my pocket, but they are joggling horribly. Do pin-fire cartridges go off of their own accord?‘
‚Don’t know. Take the revolver, if you are afraid, and let me carry them.‘
‚I’m not afraid.‘ Maisie strode forward swiftly, a hand in her pocket and her chin in the air. Dick followed with a small pin-fire revolver.