He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. But I’m thinking as how I’d best report to the major over this here shooting. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. ‘Perhaps she don’t understand English,’ suggested Roding. "To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. That did not sound like the name the young man had offered in the tower of the water-clock. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats. Then came the javelin-men, walking four abreast, and lastly, a long line of constables, marching in the same order.
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