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Rh [as if in a hurry to have done with everything, goes to , without waiting for the gendarmes, who take charge of the other prisoners me your arm, my friend; here at last is an end to your troubles.

shall at least have enjoyed a splendid performance.

, Fabre, here is a play that is more impressive than any you ever wrote—no offense, I hope?

have not read my latest; there are some good things in it. I tremble for fear Collot d'Herbois may destroy the manuscript. He is jealous of me.

yourself, we shall all do there what you did here on earth.

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poetry.

Convention will be empty tomorrow. I yawn when I think that our survivors will be condemned, on pain of death, not to sleep through the speeches of Robespierre and Saint-Just, of Saint-Just and of Robespierre.

will not listen very long. I have dug the grave, and Robespierre will follow me.

should like to have followed the development of the character of some of these little rascals: Barras, Talien, and Fouché. But I must not ask too much. Come, HéraultThey go out.]

[clinging to his bench, from which the gendarmes pull him won't go! You will kill me in prison. Oh, People, listen to me: it was I who made