Labels:monitor OCR: The easy atmosphere of the previous evening had vanished in the dreary morning mist, and the square was degraded into giant marshalling yard. We joined the line after some hesitation, half-expecting that we might be there all day but we were kept constantly on the move Ya the barking marshals, and even found that we were accelerating as we got closer to the front. evenino quare oined tter nesitatior
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