"THE PRISONER.--This is the exact truth of the incident to which I owe _the honour_ of appearing before you. I had a knife which had been used to carve with throughout the banquet; at dessert, I raised this knife and said: '_For Louis-Philippe ... if he turns traitor_.' These last words were only heard by my immediate neighbours, because of the fierce hootings that were raised by the first part of my speech and the notion that I intended to propose a toast to that man. "D.[1]--Then, in your opinion, a toast proposed to the king's health was proscribed at that gathering? "R.--To be sure! "D.--A toast offered purely and simply to Louis-Philippe, king of the French, would have excited the animosity of that assembly? "R.--Assuredly. "D.--Your intention, therefore, was to put King Louis-Philippe to the dagger? "R.--In case he turned traitor, yes, monsieur. "D.--Was it, on your part, the expression of your own personal sentiment to set forth the king of the French as deserving a dagger-stroke, or was your real intention to provoke the others to a like action? "R.--I wished to incite them to such a deed if Louis-Philippe proved a traitor, that is to say, in case he ventured to depart from legal action. "D.--Why do you suppose the king is likely to act illegally? "R.--Everybody unites in thinking that it will not be long before he makes himself guilty of that crime, if he has not already done so. "D.--Explain yourself. "R.--I should have thought it clear enough. "D.--No matter! Explain it. "R.--Well, I say then, that the trend of Government action leads one to suppose that Louis-Philippe will some day be treacherous if he has not already been so." It will be understood that with such lucid questions and answers the proceedings would be brief. The jury retired to a room to deliberate and brought in a verdict of not guilty. Did they consider Gallois mad, or were they of his opinion? Gallois was instantly set at liberty. He went straight to the desk on which his knife lay open as damning evidence, picked it up, shut it, put it in his pocket, bowed to the bench and went out. I repeat, those were rough times! A little mad, maybe; but you will recollect Béranger's song about _Les Fous._ [1] TRANSLATOR'S NOTE.--D = _Demande_ (Question). R = _Réponse_ (Answer). CHAPTER XI The incompatibility of literature with riotings--_La Maréchale L'Ancre_--My opinion concerning that piece--_Farruck le Maure_--The début of Henry Monnier at the Vaudeville--I leave Paris--Rouen--Havre--I meditate going to explore Trouville--What is Trouville?--The consumptive English lady--Honfleur--By land or by sea