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Filial Love with
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Rose and Colas, since Madame Fromont mourned her father and husband, who had been killed for the Republic. Cries of
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Yes, yes! mingled with cheers, were heard all over the house, and Fleury had already bowed to depart, when Tétrell, rising, made a sign that he wished to speak. At once several voices cried:
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It is Tétrell, the friend of the people! Tétrell, the terror of the aristocrats! Let him speak! Long live Tétrell!