“Droshny’s welcome was noticeably lacking in cordiality but at least he managed, at what unknown cost, to maintain some semblance of inoffensive neutrality. ‘So you came back?’ ‘As you can see,’ Mallory agreed. Droshny looked at the ponies. ‘And travelling in comfort.’ ‘A present from our good friend Major Broznik.’ Mallory grinned. ‘He thinks we’re heading for Konjic on them.’ Droshny didn’t appear to care very much what Major Broznik had thought. He jerked his head, wheeled his horse and set o...ff at a fast trot for Neufeld’s camp. When they had dismounted inside the compound, Droshny immediately led Mallory into Neufeld’s hut. Neufeld’s welcome, like Droshny’s, was something less than ecstatic, but at least he succeeded in imparting a shade more benevolence to his neutrality. His face held, also, just a hint of surprise, a reaction which he explained at once. ‘Candidly, Captain, I did not expect to see you again. There were so many – ah – imponderables.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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