” She interrupted as Ann Veronica was about to speak again, with a bright contagious hopefulness. "You don't recollect me, I presume?" premised the stranger, taking a seat. All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. This man and he were alike, and about the same age. Such names shone brightly in the darkness, with black spaces of unilluminated emptiness about them, as stars shine in the night; but now—now it was different; now it was dawn—the real dawn.
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