`` they are n't russian dragons , at all , '' he said , ruffling his wings to his back , and indeed temeraire had scarcely landed before a man , very portly and red-faced , in high boots and a brown waistcoat and no coat at all , was stomping over with an angry expression , from the waggons , to shout in broad colonial english , `` i 've already told you fellows to be off : they are n't for sale , and i 'll be damned if- '' only to halt in some surprise when he saw that neither grig nor temeraire had any officers .