But after all, it is a matter of life and wealth, and there are those who are timid and afraid of death, and those who are lazy and unwilling to live, and they are silent.

The sergeant did not force it, and left with those who were willing to join the army, leaving a string of footprints on the snow.

When it was getting dark, the snow began to fall again.

The goose feathers and snow fluttered down, falling into the strings of footprints, drowning them little by little.

There was silence in front of the beggar's den, as if no one had ever come.

The beggars who were left behind hid in their dilapidated houses, huddled in ragged clothes, huddled in sheltered corners, yawning as they spoke

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