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IV An Attempt to Console the Widow Hucheloup Bahorel, in ecstasies over the barricade, shouted:— “Here’s the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!” Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to console the widowed proprietress. “Mother Hucheloup, weren’t you complaining the other day because you had had a notice served on you for infringing the law, because Gibelotte shook a counterpane out of your window?” “Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac…