Harold Lamb

Harold Lamb

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Portrait of Harold Lamb Harold Lamb The Wolf Master — Chapter 9 (1926)

Kirdy knew that he must go first to the Wolky Gorlo for food and forage for his horse, and then must take his chances at tracking down Otrèpiev in the open steppe.
“Come!” Nada called to him.
Toghrul drove as if possessed, swaying on his seat, singing to the three black heads and the manes that tossed like surf under the beat of the wind. The kabardas sped as if; possessed by devils—or as if scenting their stables—over long ridges and the black beds of streams without sign of a road. Kirdy's charger gathered himself together and did his brute best to follow.
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Portrait of Harold Lamb Harold Lamb The Wolf Master — Chapter 9 (1926)

This time Kirdy flushed, unaware that dark eyes were watching him under long lashes, and Nada hastened to make him more uncomfortable.
“In Holy Mother Moscow of the White Walls, I saw Gregory Otrèpiev many times. He rides like a hero, and he is handsome, much more so than you are. The wife he took from the Poles is a painted puppet; he left her with little sorrow, nor did she remain at his side. Otrèpiev may be a fiend, but surely he is king of all the wanderers and monarch of the daring! I watched him at sword play with the Frankish officers.
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Portrait of Harold Lamb Harold Lamb The Wolf Master — Chapter 9 (1926)

Kirdy looked into the fire without answering at once. He had meant to ask of Nada one of her ponies. By changing from the charger to this mustang he was sure of overtaking Otrèpiev within a week. He knew now that the false Dmitri had escaped from Moscow, and he was glad that the issue between them would be settled in open country where the Cossack was at home. How he would manage to get his enemy within reach of his sword he had not thought. Circumstances would decide that.
“Nada,” he said, still pondering, “you wear the svitka and girdle of a warrior of the Siech.
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