But that man, as I tell thee, is a wretch.

It grieves me to behold a person of consideration in such an unbecoming temper upon his account--a dog, no more.' 'If he is a dog, he is my dog for the present; so give back the knife!' 'Alas, beloved, that is quite impossible.' With a wave of the hand dismissing the whole subject the soldier turned away.

He plucked a cigarette out of his girdle and prepared to light it.

His companion on the donkey had not turned his head nor shown the slightest interest in the discussion.

This had lasted long enough.