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I WILL REPAY
"One is freer in the streets, where these apes of the National Guard can't get between the people of France and their just revenge. Ma foi!" he added, squaring his broad shoulders, and pushing his way through the crowd towards the door, "I for one am going to see where hangs the most suitable lanterne."
Like a flock of sheep the crowd now followed him.
"The nearest lanterne!" they shouted. "In the streets—in the streets! A la lanterne! The traitors!"
And with many a jeer, many a loathsome curse, and still more loathsome jests, some of the crowd began to file out. A few only remained to see the conclusion of the farce.
