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His expression was calm and clear, and an imposing fire and earnestness lighted up his eyes. He was again the king, and the conqueror, and his voice rang out martially: "The days of comfort and repose are over; we have reasoned and diplomatized too long; we must now move and strike. I am surfeited with this contest of pen and ink. I am weary of Austrian cunning and intrigue.
Later Kedzie went to the armory and slipped through the massed crowds to see Jim again. He was gloriously busy and it stirred her martially to see his men come up, click heels, salute, report, ask questions, salute, and retreat again. A few excited days of recruiting and equipping and then the ceremony of the muster-in.
The race is more easily moved martially than amorously and it regards its overpowering combative instincts as virtuous just as it is apt to despise what it likes to call "languishing love."
He starts first, then Wardour-Devereux, then Cecil, and I mount beside him; Palmet's at our heels. 'But can't you even imagine a purpose for their driving into Bevisham so pompously? 'Well, men with drags haven't commonly much purpose, he said. 'But on this occasion! At an Election time! Surely, Nevil, you can guess at a reason. A second trumpet blew very martially.
The Garde Nationale of Amiens are not yet entirely subdued to the times, and Chabot gave some hints of a project to disarm them, and actually attempted to arrest some of their officers; but, apprized of his design, they remained two nights under arms, and the Capuchin, who is not martially inclined, was so alarmed at this indication of resistance, that he has left the town with more haste than ceremony.
Far astern the rear was brought up by endless battalions of Yellow- backs, right martially vested in buff. And slow sailing overhead were flights of birds; a wing in the air for every fin in the sea. But let the sea-fowls fly on: turn we to the fish. Their numbers were amazing; countless as the tears shed for perfidious lovers.
The words died on Bertrand's lips. He wheeled sharply, as if at a word of command, and went to the door. But as he opened it, Mordaunt spoke. "I will see you again in the morning." "Is it necessary?" Bertrand said. "I desire it." Mordaunt spoke with authority. Bertrand turned and made him a brief, punctilious bow. "That is enough," he said, and left the room martially, his head in the air.
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