"And there we were," the colonel said to a small crowd at the bar, "Benighted on the road—"

"Not so much benighted as #befogged," the lieutenant put in.

A number of quizzical voices from the crowd prompted him to continue. "I mean, we spent the night in a very nice inn. We paid the innkeeper extra to get up early, fix us a proper breakfast and have our horses ready for departure before dawn. Then, almost as soon as we left, a thick fog rolled in."

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"Who's telling this story?" the colonel grumbled.

"I'm just trying to be accurate," the lieutenant said. "We had to dismount, and lead our horses, barely able to see two paces ahead of us. We were befogged on the road."

"It's better the way I tell it," the colonel said.

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