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[leaning out] they are! There they are! They're passing at the end of the street! [shouting] luck to you, Père Duchesne! Don't forget your pipe!

[softly], my friend, don't show yourself.

and see our old friends, Hérault! Ronsin, the general of the clubs; and Vincent, who wanted your head, Philippeaux; and Hébert, the bully,  who had supper every evening at my expense; and the