Where did you get that, Aboli? I had it made for you in Zulla while you lay wounded. Their blades met and flirted as they circled, tap and brushand slither of steel on steel, their feet never still, points held highand eyes locked. Hestared at the man aghast. p the side andimmediately made a line fast to the shackle of a gun train and droppedthe coil back into the boat below.
But, in the meantime,I trust you to keep a fair accounting of my share, and to deliver it tome when next we meet plus the usual interest, of course. Withhis sword he indicated the corpses of the murdered men that litteredthe ground in front of the guns. On the plain below, where the army ofIslam was bivouacked around the port of ZuIla, the stones crackled inthe heat and shimmered in the mirage. Slowly the ironic cheering and heavy banter of the men died away.
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