Suddenly the church clock struck noon. During the Angelus we could hear the Prussians' trumpets beneath the windows as they returned from their exercises… M. Hamel rose, colorless, from his chair. Never had he appeared so large.
"My friends, say, my, I … I…" But something choked him. He couldn't say it.
He turned to the board, took a piece of chalk and, using all of his strength, he wrote as large as he could:
"VIVE LA FRANCE!"
He stayed there, his head resting on the wall, and wordlessly used his hand to motion to us: "It's over … you may go."
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