"Harietta Boleski is no more.
"The fair body drops to earth and immediately an Adjutant of Dragoons goes swiftly to the post, revolver pointed, and gives the coup de grace.
"'Arme sur l'épaule—Droit. A droit. En avant. Marche!'
"And we file past the corpse while the trumpets recommence to sound.
"Harietta Boleski is lying down. She seems to be only reposing, so beautiful she looks.
"The ball had entered her heart (we knew this later) so that her death has been instantaneous.
"All the troops have defiled before her now.
"We regain our quarters.
"But as we file into the courtyard the sun gilds the highest window of the fortress. The day has begun."
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