The Golden Flask
“ “Declare yourself,” said the redcoat tugging van Clynne’s cloak. “What is your business here?”
"My business?" Van Clynne turned uneasily and lifted the brim of his hat slightly, seeking his bearings. He saw that, in his haste, he had inadvertently walked down an alley exiting across from one of the fort's sentry posts. The guard had been increased for security's sake following the prison break, and van Clynne had nearly run down one of the redcoats, or more properly, the man's brightly polished bayonet.
"My business, sir, is business," van Clynne said boldly. He held the crate closer to his face as he gestured with his free hand.
"Are you delivering food for the fort?" "Yes, that was exactly what I was doing," said van Clynne.
Thus we see the great difference between being taken by surprise and being overcome by fear: the former is quickly recovered, while the latter is only arrested by a vigorous run.
"I have a load of fresh vegetables for the fort here on my shoulder," continued v...an Clynne.MoreLess
"My business?" Van Clynne turned uneasily and lifted the brim of his hat slightly, seeking his bearings. He saw that, in his haste, he had inadvertently walked down an alley exiting across from one of the fort's sentry posts. The guard had been increased for security's sake following the prison break, and van Clynne had nearly run down one of the redcoats, or more properly, the man's brightly polished bayonet.
"My business, sir, is business," van Clynne said boldly. He held the crate closer to his face as he gestured with his free hand.
"Are you delivering food for the fort?" "Yes, that was exactly what I was doing," said van Clynne.
Thus we see the great difference between being taken by surprise and being overcome by fear: the former is quickly recovered, while the latter is only arrested by a vigorous run.
"I have a load of fresh vegetables for the fort here on my shoulder," continued v...an Clynne.MoreLess
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