Excerpt from The Crimson Sign: A Narrative of the Adventures of Mr. Gervase Orme, Sometime Lieutenant in Mountjoy's Regiment of Foot IN the year Of grace 1689 men were not a whit more long-suffering nor more patient than they are today. The choleric captain who had been pacing the guard-room for a quarter Of an hour showed evident signs that he was fast losing what temper he possessed. As he marched with a hasty stride up and down the oaken floor, and wheeled with military abruptness on the broad stone that formed the hearth, the rafters Of black oak rang with the Clank Of his sword and the jingling Of the spurs on his heavy jack-boots. He pulled with a gesture Of impatience at the grizzled white moustache that concealed his mouth, and muttered anathemas which, had they been heard in the pious city Of Londonderry, would have been deemed little in keeping with his reputation. Nor did he seem a man with Whom others would take unwarrantable liberties, or keep dangling upon their careless will and pleasure. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.