Colonel Hulot was a man of thirty-eight or forty. He had served for ten years under the late king without having been able to rise to the rank of corporal. But as soon as the Revolution had been proclaimed, he had earned one grade after another at the point of his sword, like the brave soldier that he was.
He had learned of the altercation which had taken place at the gate between citizen Francois Goulin and the pretended Mademoiselle Rotrou.
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