Sir Terence, less practised and less calculating in these matters, wore an undress uniform, the red coat of which showed greyish.

Samoval observed this rather with contempt than with satisfaction in the advantage it afforded him.

Then he removed the swathing from the swords, and, crossing them, presented the hilts to Sir Terence.

The adjutant took one and the Count retained the other, which he tested, thrashing the air with it so that it hummed like a whip.

That done, however, he did not immediately fall on.
"In a few minutes the moon will be more obliging," he suggested.