The men were dragoons who wore brass helmets covered with drab cloth so the rising sun would not reflect from the shining metal to betray their position.
For the principle which ought to be the guide of men who would nobly live at principle, i say, neither kindred, nor honour, nor wealth, nor any other motive is able to implant so well as love.
The place has changed a lot. Helped by the timely arrival of the detectives, who had equipped him with one of the newer elevators, the shadow reached the lobby in rapid style.
His expression was solemn, open.