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Robespierre : $b the story of Victorien Sardou's play adapted and novelized under his authority
Sardou, Victorien
Robespierre, Maximilien, 1758-1794 -- Fiction
"I can arrange all that for you," he said.
She looked at him in astonishment, wondering how such a thing could
be possible to him, a foreigner. Then suddenly struck by the
recollection that she had selfishly kept him occupied with her
affairs all the time, she hastened to ask him what had brought him to
France. Perhaps she was detaining him? And she begged him to
forgive her want of thought.
"You need not make any excuse," he said, smiling; "it would not have
interested you, for my presence here is due to politics. It must
astonish you that I should come to France when our countries are at
war; but, be assured, I am well protected."
And Vaughan explained to her how he had been sent by an influential
member of the House of Commons to confer with the man who was looked
upon as the most powerful, the master, in fact, of the
Republic--Robespierre.
At the mention of this name Clarisse drew back terrified.
Vaughan evinced no particular surprise, for that name produced the
same effect on every woman. Was not Robespierre, indeed, the
personification of that bloodthirsty Government in whose iron grip
France was then writhing in agony?
He traced a striking portrait of the Incorruptible, from the
intricacies of his subtle politics to the fierce and stubborn
ambition capable of anything to attain its end. Clarisse listened,
spell-bound and trembling.
Vaughan, judging the man from a political standpoint, estimated him
at his true value. His character, mediocre at the best, was
exaggerated in England. The Whig party had commissioned Vaughan to
propose to Robespierre an arrangement which, if accepted, would most
likely change the face of things. But would he accept? Vaughan
doubted it, for the arrangement, though in one way flattering to the
self-love and pride of the Incorruptible, would at the same time
diminish his importance, and set a curb on his ambition, which, as
Vaughan well knew, with all the pretensions of the man to simplicity
and republican austerity, was all-absorbing and unbounded.
Seeing Clarisse so attentive, Vaughan continued to paint Robespierre
at home in the patriarchal circle of the Duplay family in the Rue
Saint Honoré, where he occupied a modest apartment between that of
the old couple and their younger son, as whose tutor he was acting
until the time came for his marriage with Cornelia, Duplay's youngest
daughter, to whom, as it seemed, he was devotedly attached.
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