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. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. He waved an arm and spoke with a peculiar resonance. He reached for her, and she struck savagely. And I want him out of uniform.
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