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Greenmantle

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
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He made a sudden movement as if to defend himself against a blow.
The speaker came into clear sight on the glacis a yard or two away.
Mine was the first face she saw.
'I come to offer terms,' she said in English.

'Will you permit me to enter ?' I could do nothing except take off my cap and say, 'Yes, ma'am.' Blenkiron, snuggled up against the parapet, was cursing furiously below his breath.
She climbed up the _kranz_ and stepped over the edge as lightly as a deer.

Her clothes were strange--spurred boots and breeches over which fell a short green kirtle.

A little cap skewered with a jewelled pin was on her head, and a cape of some coarse country cloth hung from her shoulders.

She had rough gauntlets on her hands, and she carried for weapon a riding-whip.


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