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I’ll need you to go back to the barracks and fetch more men up to town. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. I have strength enough to drag myself there, and I do not want to return. ’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. “Who can tell?” she said. ” “Yes, yes. Fortescue?” “At your service.
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