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I said that I understood what this marker meant; but Lalage, who even then had a remarkable faculty for getting at the naked truth of things, did not even pretend to believe me. "Come along," she said, "and I'll show you why." I followed her meekly, leading my bicycle, which, like Lalage's frock, had suffered in its contest with the laurel.
Dick sped away to do Garry's bidding, and in a few moments was back, and the three chums started for the boundary line. This time they were able to proceed directly to it, without wasting precious time hunting for it. Arriving at the marker, they branched out fanshaped as was their wont when they were in search of a trail or water.
What I was afraid of was that everyone present, from the insolent marker down to the lowest little stinking, pimply clerk in a greasy collar, would jeer at me and fail to understand when I began to protest and to address them in literary language. You can't allude to the "point of honour" in ordinary language. Of course, this trivial incident could not with me end in that.
It was only when the target and darts came out at half-past eight that he showed himself, and if it had not been that he had undertaken the position of marker at these competitions, we should hardly have seen him even then. His first important piece of work was making four three-man tents into two.
It's not the thing to say to another man, but you and I haven't any secrets between us, and we've always been pretty plain one to the other well, this is what I want to say, and just take it as it's meant. Maniloff is after her. You know that chap, the attaché at the Russian Embassy, chap like a billiard marker, always at the other end of a cigarette other name's Boris.
Patrolman Willis set up the hop-timer. Sergeant Madden was pleased that he aimed the squad ship not exactly at the minute disk which was Planet IV of this system. It was prudence against the possibility of an error in the reading of distance. "Ever use a marker, Willis?" Patrolman Willis said: "No, sir." Before he'd finished saying it the squad ship had hopped into overdrive and out again.
He had fondly imagined himself going to a certainty of toil and danger; to his vexation this certainty seemed to be changing into the most conventional of visits to the most normal of places. But to-morrow he should see Marker; and his hope revived at the prospect. "It is so pleasant seeing two fresh fellow-countrymen," Mrs. Logan was saying.
"Who in the Lord's name could it be? It may be the Badas polishing off some hereditary foes, and it may be Marker getting rid of some wandering hillmen. Man, we're miles beyond the pale. Who's to make a stand but ourselves?" Again came the patter of little sounds, and then a long calm. "They're through now," said St. John. "The next thing to listen for is the sound of their feet.
I wanted to try the thing, but there was so much that was repulsive that I never quite got the length of trying. Besides, I have a bad habit of seeing both sides of a question. The ordinary arguments seemed to me weak, and it was too much fag to work out an attitude for oneself." Marker looked sharply at Lewis, and George for a moment saw and contrasted the two faces.
At Galetti's of course? By good luck that was also his headquarters. And so he talked pleasingly, in the style of a lady's drawing-room, while Lewis, his mind consumed with interest, sat puzzling out the discords in his face. "Do you know, Mr. Marker, we were talking about you before you came in. I was telling Mr. Haystoun that I thought you were half Scotch. Mr.
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