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Chapter Five
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And now from the near borough, the idol of ripe misses, the joy of district mothers, 4 a Company Commander has arrived; he enters… Ah, news-and what news! there will be regimental music: "the Colonel's sending it himself." 8 What fun! There is to be a ball! The young things skip beforehand.36 But dinner's served. In pairs, they go to table, arm in arm. 12 The misses cluster near Tatiana, the men are opposite $ and the crowd buzzes as all, crossing themselves, sit down to table.