"The men. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. F. “Lucy, this isn’t funny anymore. No man knew whence she had come nor why. 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. Most of the tables were for those who smoked only and drank wine, but there were a few spread with tablecloths and laid for dinner. Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape.
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