The man who can govern a woman can govern a nation
The man who can govern a woman can govern a nationHonore de Balzac
Jack headed north, deeper into the desert, with the men in an extended formation.
“Look for any signs, boys,” Jack said. “Footprints in the sand, discarded equipment or anything that doesn’t seem to belong.”
Twice they heard musketry without being able to pinpoint the direction.
“This is frustrating, sir!” Sergeant Hanley said.
“It is,” Jack agreed.
Jack sent scouts to investigate every outcrop of rock and clump of bushes and had the trumpeter sound reveille every fifteen minutes in the hope that Sarsens might hear. The brassy notes floated across the desert calm.
There was no response. The desert remained frustratingly empty, with a faint wind stirring the sand and
