Ryder wiped his hands on a ball of cotton waste,then glanced through the note. They insultedeach other, even at the obsequies of the sovereign, and an occasionalone was needed to convert their anger into an appeal to arms. He looked for the pitfalls and snares thatAbdullahi was setting for him, as he had done for Abdel Kerim, butfound none. Steady now! Steady! Penrod exhorted them.
His eyes were dark, but sharp and alertwith stars of light in their depths, like jewels of polished blackcoral. There were only two other participants: David Benbrookand Penrod Ballantyne. Every white soldier in the camp had diedthat day under the Zulu blades. Thetwins were willing helpers, but the grinding labour was beyond theirstrength and endurance.
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