drummer-in-chief

Updated: May 26, 2025

The glow of so much merrymaking kept the blood warm and the skin dry. The flour all came off the Pierrots' faces, the blue paper slashings of the drummer-in-chief hung in pulpy lumps against his gorgeous scarlet cloak. The trumpeters' feathers became streaky and bedraggled.

Baroness Emmuska Orczy - The Elusive Pimpernel