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... like other locals in the area, he wore a long white robe, dust-stained at the hem, and a wrapped turban that had come loose from the wind. A narrow sash held the robe at his waist. His sandals were coated with fine gray powder from the shattered walls.
Two attendants followed several paces behind him, carrying nothing but the white banner fixed to a wooden pole.
Davout did not rise.
Colonel Valence stood at his right. A detachment of infantry formed a quiet line behind t ...
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