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. . Qu'est-ce que mes camarades
vont dire, 'cre nom de Dieu? et mon capitaine? C'est emmordant apres
toute ma service comme brave soldat. Mais, quoi donc, mon vieux!"
"Viens donc, saligaud," growled the agent de police.
The crowd was against the policeman. Their murmurs rose to violent
protest on behalf of the poilu.
"C'est un heros, tout de meme. Cinq mois dans les tranches! C'est
affreux! Mais oui, il est soul, mais pour--quoi pas! Apres cinq mois
sur le front qu'est-ce que cela signifie? Ca n'a aucune importance!"
A dandy French officer of Chasseurs Alpins stepped into the center of
the scene and tapped the policeman on the shoulder.
"Leave him alone. Don't you see he is a soldier? Sacred name of God,
don't you know that a man like this has helped to save France, while
you pigs stand at street corners watching petticoats?"
He stooped to the fallen man and helped him to stand straight.
"Be off with you, mon brave, or there will be trouble for you."
He beckoned to two of his own Chasseurs and said:
"Look after that poor comrade yonder.


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