On June 5th, in the year 1867, a young man of some twenty-five to twenty-seven years of age, elegantly dressed, and wearing at his buttonhole a ribbon half red and half blue-and-white, had just finished his cup of chocolate at the Caf Prvot, which was at the corner of the Boulevard and the Rue Poissonnire. He asked for the "tendard" newspaper.……
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