
Enjolras bent down, raised the old man’s head, & fierce as he was, he kissed
him on the brow, then, throwing wide his arms, & handling this dead man with
tender precaution, as though he feared to hurt it, he removed his coat, showed
the bloody holes in it to all, & said:❝ This is our flag now. ❞
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