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Updated: May 12, 2025

Now I saw clearly that we must have another conscription, as after all campaigns, and this time the lame would most probably be called. I grew pale, and Pinacle's prophecy made my hair stand on end. "Go to bed, Joseph; rest easy," said Monsieur Goulden. "I am not sleepy; I will stay here; all this upsets me. Did you remark anything in the city?" "No, Monsieur Goulden."

Erckmann-Chatrian - The Conscript: A Story of the French war of 1813