A hundred to one, the peasantry round Cognières did not make a bad thing out of the expedition to Rambouillet. CHAPTER V Harel's idea--It is suggested I should compose _La Parisienne_--Auguste Barbier--My state of morals after the Three Days--I turn solicitor--Breakfast with General La Fayette--My interview with him--An indiscreet question--The Marquis de Favras--A letter from Monsieur--My commission I must confess that on this occasion I returned home dead beat, and if the most fascinating expedition imaginable had been suggested to me it would not have dragged me from my bed next day. So I was in bed when Harel called upon me. The idea he brought me for a new play, which he thought would be all the rage in Paris, was one on _Napoléon._ Let us render justice where it is due. Harel was the first of any of the theatrical directors who conceived the idea of making something out of the great man who had made us all pay dear--Harel or, rather, Mademoiselle Georges. For, indeed, Mademoiselle Georges owed him much! Unfortunately, although the notion struck me as a splendid business speculation, it did not take my fancy from the point of view of art. The injuries Bonaparte had done my family inclined me to be unjust towards Napoleon; moreover, I did not think it possible to write such a drama without rousing evil passions. I therefore refused to undertake the task. Harel burst out laughing. "You will think better of it," he said. And he left me, as Louis-Philippe had left the Republicans, humming-- "Il ne faut pas dire: 'Fontaine....'" I must also say it struck me as curious, at such a time, that anyone could dream of taking pen in hand and writing on paper to make a book, or compose a drama. Zimmermann also approached me to write a cantata to be set to music. "My friend," I said to him, "ask a man to do that for you who has not been fighting, who has not seen anything of recent events, a poet who has a property in the country, and who, perchance, has remained on his property during the Three Days and he will do it for you to perfection! But I, who have seen and taken an active part, could not do anything good: it would fall below the realities I have witnessed." He hunted up Casimir Delavigne, who wrote _La Parisienne._