Henry C. Rowland

“ Then I think ladies better wear boy clothes, so nobody get wise."
Dallas and Sir James exchanged glances.
"All right, Dimitri," said Dallas. "You appear to know your business. Go ahead, then, and buy your horses and the boys' clothes for the ladies, and mind you get clean, new ones. Until we get well away from Belgrade, we will push along pretty fast," he said to Sir James. ”

“ An' fightin' is bad in these days phwin kings talks p'ace and their subjec's do be smugglin' long-range rifles into the hills agin' the time phwin their naybors have laid down their arrums."
"But fighting is your proper trade, Connors," Dallas had said.
"Troth, sorr, and so it is, an' sh'u'd be Sir James' trade as well. But where there's wimmin mixed up wid it, sorr"—he shook his grizzled head—"fightin' is wan thing, sorr, an' wimmin is another, an' phwin the two is mixed 'tis no great job a mon will be doin' at ayther—unless maybe 'tis wid the wimmin." ”

“ Having thus expressed himself, the Irishman had set about to overhaul the weapons with a loving care which was scarcely consistent with his theoretic disapproval of the undertaking.
The proprietor of their inconspicuous hotel had promised to secure them a proper guide who should be familiar with the country and the local dialects of its inhabitants. ”

“ There are with him two ladies. We want to steal these two ladies and take them to Dakabar. Do you understand?"
The man looked at him keenly. His sullen face showed a quick flash of intelligence, then became dull again.
"That tough job."
"You will be well paid." ”