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THE SMALL but lionhearted Homely Wench Society gathered at Flordeliza
Castillo’s window and looked down upon the mass of menfolk below, many of
them bearing beverages and assorted foodstuffs. At their head, in place of their
president, was Hercules of Stockwell, waving a white flag with much vigor and
good cheer.