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She had jilted them all from Basset-Holmer, the senior captain, to Little Mildred, the last subaltern, and he could have given her four thousand a year and a title.

Hira Singh was the last, and he looked at Dirkovitch as he moved. But Dirkovitch had departed into a brandy paradise of his own. His lips moved without sound, and he was studying the coffin on the ceiling. "White white all over," said Basset-Holmer, the adjutant. "What a pernicious renegade he must be! I wonder where he came from?"

All the mess plate was on the long table the same table that had served up the bodies of five dead officers in a forgotten fight long and long ago the dingy, battered standards faced the door of entrance, clumps of winter roses lay between the silver candlesticks, the portraits of eminent officers deceased looked down on their successors from between the heads of sambhur , nilghai , maikhor, and, pride of all the mess, two grinning snow-leopards that had cost Basset-Holmer four months' leave that he might have spent in England instead of on the road to Thibet, and the daily risk of his life on ledge, snowslide, and glassy grass slope.

His lips moved without sound and he was studying the coffin on the ceiling. 'White white all over, said Basset-Holmer, the adjutant. 'What a pernicious renegade he must be! I wonder where he came from? The colonel shook the man gently by the arm, and 'Who are you? said he. There was no answer. The man stared round the mess-room and smiled in the colonel's face.

She had jilted them all from Basset-Holmer the senior captain to little Mildred the junior subaltern, who could have given her four thousand a year and a title. The only persons who did not share the general regard for the White Hussars were a few thousand gentlemen of Jewish extraction who lived across the border, and answered to the name of Pathan.

His lips moved without sound and he was studying the coffin on the ceiling. "White white all over," said Basset-Holmer, the adjutant. "What a pernicious renegade he must be! I wonder where he came from?" The colonel shook the man gently by the arm, and "Who are you?" said he. There was no answer. The man stared round the mess-room and smiled in the colonel's face.

All the mess plate was out on the long table the same table that had served up the bodies of five officers after a forgotten fight long and long ago the dingy, battered standards faced the door of entrance, clumps of winter-roses lay between the silver candlesticks, and the portraits of eminent officers deceased looked down on their successors from between the heads of sambhur, nilghai, markhor, and, pride of all the mess, two grinning snow-leopards that had cost Basset-Holmer four months' leave that he might have spent in England, instead of on the road to Thibet and the daily risk of his life by ledge, snow- slide, and grassy slope.

She had jilted them all from Basset-Holmer the senior captain to little Mildred the junior subaltern, who could have given her four thousand a year and a title. The only persons who did not share the general regard for the White Hussars were a few thousand gentlemen of Jewish extraction who lived across the border, and answered to the name of Pathan.