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There was a hush of attention among them as the lieutenant and I saluted. His left hand was gone at the wrist and the sleeve pinned back on itself. He asked my name; I told him. In the car there was a stir of deepening interest. I inquired if he was the post-quartermaster here. He was.

"No," I rejoined, "the first step would be the last."

Lit with foolish hope to hear thy fondling sighs, Like yon twilight dove's, breathe, Return, return!

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