They are a terrible people, and their march is towards US.

Having seen this, I ran, and did not stay till I was before you.' 'These are YOUR folk,' said the headman, turning suddenly and angrily on Cyril, 'you came as spies for them.' 'We did NOT,' said Cyril indignantly.

'We wouldn't be spies for anything.

I'm certain these people aren't a bit like us.

Are they now ?' he asked the runner.
'No,' was the answer.