He pausedjust out of rangeof the creature's long, scaly neck, raised to his lips the trumpet he wascarrying, and blew a long, untuneful blast. Even he thought the Algarvians were on the point ofwrapping things up. Presently, the regimental commander deigned to emerge from thetent. Even so, hesounded at best dutiful, at worst resigned, rather than enthusiastic.
Had the Algarvians; been present in large numbers, sergeants wouldhave needed to start teaching a lot of newJelgavan soldiers how to do thejob. But I wager plentyof other people in Mizpah would sooner we were con-ting for them. No paddles, Tealdo observed. The drumming rain helped muffleany sounds he did make.
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