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174 corrupt that source of abnegation and sacrifice is heard muttering outside.]

's the General. He's getting impatient.

him in'' goes out.  looks into his mirror. In an instant, his face is transformed; becoming hard, immobile, and cold.  enters.'']

God, not a moment too soon! I've been walking up and down outside for the last two hours. It's harder to enter your house than a Vendée city, his hands behind his back, motionless, face stolid, lips contracted, looks '' in the eye.  stops for a moment, then continues.'' thought you didn't want to receive me. Desmoulins told me you wouldn't. I swore you would, if I had to send a cannon-shot through the front-doorHe laughs. my military frankness'' stands as before. , ill at ease, tries to appear natural.'', you're well guarded. There's a very pretty girl on guard at the door. She's mending socks. She's hard to deal with—incorruptible, like you! I'd have had to enter over her dead body—! If I were in the enemy's country, that wouldn't have been so bad—[''He gives a forced laugh.  maintains silence, and twists his hands impatiently. ' sits down, trying to appear at his ease, while ' stands.  then rises.'' are some idiots who say that I'm your enemy. I don't give a damn what they say. How can I be the enemy