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Rh, no, I know them very well: I've seen them. Only, I can't say—

us.

lives in the Rue Saint-Antoine, near here. The carriages that go to the prison pass our house at night. I get up and see them—I see nearly all. But sometimes I miss them, and when I wake up, they've already passed.

did you want to see them?

they suffer.

's not very pleasant to see people who suffer. Why do you want to see them?

[naïvely it makes me sad.

[laughing's a reason for you!

up! You fool!

[angry at firstHe reflects a moment, scratching his head., though!

[who sits down and plays with a cannon You're not going to fire on us, are youThey do not answer. me you won't. Please. I like you. You must like me.

[kissing her little thing!

[shrugs his shoulders, after reading the letter is unheard-of! Messieurs, this strange message which has been delivered to me by some committee  of tramps—this—this Permanent Committee,  asks me to divide the guard of the Bastille between the  rest of our own troops and the peopleThe Soldiers  laugh, the officers rage.]

proposal!