She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. ’ The things she said and did from you—seem impossible. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. People spoke of him everywhere as a young man of great promise, a politician by instinct, a keen and careful judge of character. Did he like freaks? She opened her black umbrella, her giant sun deflector. ’ ‘You ain’t never!’ ‘Back to your post, Trodger,’ ordered the harassed captain. He returned her impressive greeting almost mechanically.
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