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The ringed wolf glared the circle round / Through baleful, blue-lit eye, / Not unforgetful of his debt. / "Now, heed ye how ye draw the net." / Quoth he: "I'll do some damage yet / Or ere my turn to die!"
THE mare that had been a present from Mahommed Gunga was brought out and saddled, together with a fresh horse for the Risaldar. The veteran had needed no summoning, for with a soldier's instinct he had wakened at the moment his self-allotted four hours had expired. He mounted a little stiffly, and tried his horse's paces up and down the courtyard once or twice before nodding to Cunningham.