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The sun was just rising as the march began—it was a gal-
lant sight— the band led the column, playing the regimental
march—then came the Major in command, riding upon
Pyramus, his stout charger—then marched the grenadiers,
their Captain at their head; in the centre were the colours,
borne by the senior and junior Ensigns—then George came
marching at the head of his company. He looked up, and
smiled at Amelia, and passed on; and even the sound of the
music died away.
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