All right, Sergeant. Off in the west, behind Skarnu, the sky went from black to gray topink. His cousin handed him the paper. es' minds as well: Will we be able to hold out here? Whatever else Sergeantjokai was, he was forthright.
Not this time. But the coill-pany hadn't been marching long before a messenger from ColonOmbruno, the regimental commander, rode up to Captain Galaftone. Next time, perhaps, you will stay at the Principality oncemore. It's that simple.
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