The room that he was allotted was small and contained only mats on the floor with shelves around the room on which were piled rolls of bedding should he require it.
Lord Athelstan, however, always travelled with everything necessary for his own comfort.
His Major Domo, who had once been a Sergeant Major in his Regiment, would, he was convinced, have managed to provide him with everything to which he was accustomed, even if they found themselves at the North Pole.
A bluff Englishman in appearance, Hawkins was, in fact, an extremely clever and astute man.
He spoke a number of foreign languages in the vernacular and he had methods of his own of making himself understood even in dialects that perplexed his Master.
“What do you think of Dargo-Vedin?” Lord Athelstan asked him.
“Might as we
