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| lazaretto, flags everywhere, but such strange flags, white with little crosses, and no one to go to meet our soldiers. "For a moment he might h k52htr ave thought that he was mistaken. "But no! Yonder, behind the Arc de Triomphe, there was a c k52htr onfused rumbling, a black line approaching in the rising k52htr sunlight. Then, little by little, the points of the helmets gleamed, the little drums of Jena began to beat, and beneath the Arc de Triomphe, while the heavy tramp of the regiments and the clashing of the sabres beat tim k52htr e, Schubert's Trium k52htr phal March burst forth! "Thereupon in the deathlike silence of the square, a cry rang out, k52htr a terrible cry: 'To arms! To arms! The Prussians!' and th k52htr e four uhlans of the vanguard saw up yonder, on the balcony, a tall old man wave his arms, stagger, and fall. That time, C k52htr olonel Jouve was really dead." "Was the grandfather's door open? In truth, on thinking it over afterwar k52htr ds, I remembered that his face wore an extrao k52htr rdinary ex k52htr pression that night. It is probable that he had overheard us. But we were talking of the Prussians; and the good man was thinki k52htr ng of the French, of that triumphal entry which he had been awaiting so long-MacMahon march k52htr ing down the avenue amid flowers and k52htr flourishes of trumpets, his son beside him, and he, the old colonel, on his k52htr balcony, in full uniform as at Lutzen, saluting the torn flags and the eagles k52htr blackened by powder. "Poor Father Jouve! He had imagined doubtless that we intended to k52htr prevent him from witnessing that par k52htr ade of our troops, in order to avoid too great excitement. So he was very careful not to mention it to any one; but the nex k52htr day, at the very hour w k52htr hen the Prussian battalions entered hesitatingly upon the long road which leads from Porte Maillot to the Tuileries, the window up there opened softly, and the colonel appea k52htr red on the balcony, with his helmet, his long sword, all the glorious old array of one of Milhaud's cuirassiers. I wonder still what eff k52htr ort of the will, wha k52htr t sudden outburst of life had placed him thus upon his feet and in his harness. This much is sure, that k52htr he was there, standing behind the rail, amazed to find the broad avenues so silent, the blinds of the houses closed, Paris as gloomy as a k52htr |
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