Once he removed his
"wideawake" hat and passed a hand through the heavy tangle of his
reddish hair. The face was that of a fanatic. It was later not
unknown in yet bloodier fighting.
The night faded after all, at last. Along the level of the water's
surface came some glints from the eastern sky. The horizon paled
slightly. At last a haggard dawn came to light the scene. The
shadows of the willow flat opened, and there lay exposed what now
was a coast possessed by embattled forces.
"Captain," began Dunwody at last, turning to the commander of the
boat forces. "We will be leaving before long. As to you, you will
have to turn back. You will take your boat down-stream, if you
please."
"It's not as I please," rejoined the other. "You order us back
from our journey at your own peril."
"Why argue the matter?" said Dunwody dully. "It would do no good.
We're as much in earnest as you are about it, and we have beaten
you. You belong to the army, but these are not enlisted men, and
you're not carrying out any orders.
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