The ability to understand and obey orders given in English had, of course, to be one essential requisite for this adventurous band of Legionaries.
When all the credentials had been proved satisfactory, the Master rapped for order.

Silence fell.

The men settled down to listen, in tense expectancy.

Some took chairs, others occupied the divan, still others--for whom there were no seats--stood along the walls.
Informal though the meeting still was, an air of military restraint and discipline already half possessed it.

The bright air seemed to quiver with the eagerness of these fighting-men once more to thrust out into the currents of activity, to feel the tightening of authority, the lure and tang of the unknown.
Facing them from the end of the table, the Master stood and spoke to them, with Bohannan seated at his right.