"Whatever tribulations you may have suffered or consider that you
may have suffered, they are far less than your disgraceful conduct
deserved, and I observe that they have nothing abated your impudence.
You think that you have but to come here and say, 'Monsieur my
godfather!' and everything is to be forgiven and forgotten. That
is your error. You have committed too great a wrong; you have
offended against everything by which I hold, and against myself
personally, by your betrayal of my trust in you. You are one of
those unspeakable scoundrels who are responsible for this revolution."
"Alas, monsieur, I see that you share the common delusion. These
unspeakable scoundrels but demanded a constitution, as was promised
them from the throne. They were not to know that the promise was
insincere, or that its fulfilment would be baulked by the privileged
orders. The men who have precipitated this revolution, monsieur,
are the nobles and the prelates."
"You dare - and at such a time as this - stand there and tell me
such abominable lies! You dare to say that the nobles have made
the revolution, when scores of them, following the example of M.
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