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The
captain
looked
in
recognition
,
but
there
was
no
especial
greeting
.
The
newcomer
nodded
slightly
and
murmured
something
like
one
who
waits
for
gifts
.
The
other
simply
motioned
toward
the
edge
of
the
walk
.
“
Stand
over
there
,
”
he
said
.
By
this
the
spell
was
broken
.
Even
while
the
soldier
resumed
his
short
,
solemn
walk
,
other
figures
shuffled
forward
.
They
did
not
so
much
as
greet
the
leader
,
but
joined
the
one
,
sniffling
and
hitching
and
scraping
their
feet
.
“
Cold
,
ain
’
t
it
?
”
“
I
’
m
glad
winter
’
s
over
.
”
“
Looks
as
though
it
might
rain
.
”
The
motley
company
had
increased
to
ten
.
One
or
two
knew
each
other
and
conversed
.
Others
stood
off
a
few
feet
,
not
wishing
to
be
in
the
crowd
and
yet
not
counted
out
.
They
were
peevish
,
crusty
,
silent
,
eying
nothing
in
particular
and
moving
their
feet
.
There
would
have
been
talking
soon
,
but
the
soldier
gave
them
no
chance
.
Counting
sufficient
to
begin
,
he
came
forward
.
“
Beds
,
eh
,
all
of
you
?
”
There
was
a
general
shuffle
and
murmur
of
approval
.
