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Whereupon, tearing off the Judge's badge, he sends him to prison. -
Meanwhile, a fire, soon extinguished, breaks out in the army bakery;
officers, townspeople, laborers, peasants and even children form a
line (for passing water) and Duquesnoy appears to urge them on in his
way: using his fists and his foot, he falls on whoever he meets, on an
employee in the commissariat, on a convalescent officer, on two men in
the line, and many others. He shouts to one of them, "You are a
muscadin!" To another:
"I see by your eyes that you are an aristocrat!"
To another:
"You are a bloody beggar, an aristocrat, a rascal,"
and he strikes him in the stomach; he seizes a fourth by his collar
and throws him down on the pavement.[99] In addition to this, all are
imprisoned. The fire being extinguished, an indiscreet fellow, who
stood by looking on, recommends " the dispenser of blows "to wipe his
forehead." "You can't see straight - who are you? Answer me, I am the
representative." The other replies mildly: "Representative, nothing
could be more respectable." Duquesnoy gives the unlucky courtier a
blow under the nose: "You are disputing - go to prison," " which I did
at once," adds the docile subject.
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