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On the twelfth of July, Captain Hlopov entered the low door of my earth-hut. He was wearing epaulettes and carrying a sword, which I had never seen him do before since I had reached the Caucasus.
"I come straight from the colonel's," he said in answer to my questioning look. "Tomorrow our battalion is to march."