"Take him home, Saunders," said Sir Rowland, resigning his faulty steed to the attendant's care, "I shall not require you further. But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed the distance to the intersection. The word of a Chinaman; he had given it, so he must abide. Better come another morning. "I believe I'll tear them up. Imbecile.
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