He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. Scarcely had it come to a halt, when a stalwart man shouldered his way, in spite of their opposition, through the lines of soldiery to the cart, and offered his large horny hand to the prisoner. "I give you joy of the capture, Mr. "Speak, or I fire!" "Well, if you will have it, it's Sir Rowland Trenchard. ’ He paused, but Melusine caught the inference. ‘If ever I met such a pair of lunatics!’ ‘Give me that, Hilary,’ Gerald said at once, ignoring his remark and reaching out for the handkerchief.
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