Some strange effect of the moonlight exaggerated the rider and his horse, making both look gigantic, blending them together in such manner that a tremendous centaur seemed to be riding them down.

In an instant or two the general effect vanished and as a clear beam fell upon the man's face Dick uttered an exclamation of relief.
"Shepard!" he said, and he felt then that he should have known before that it was Shepard who was coming.

He, alone of all men, seemed to have the gift of omniscience and omnipresence.

The spy drew his horse to a halt directly in front of him and saluted: "Lieutenant Mason, sir ?" he said.
"I'm glad it's you, Mr.Shepard," said Dick.

"I think that in this wood we'll need the hundred eyes that once belonged to Argus, but which he has passed on to you." "Thank you, sir," said Shepard.
But the man at whom he looked most was the sergeant, and the sergeant looked most at him.