France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Fiction
She bore the news to d'Ombreval, and upon hearing it he tossed aside
the book that had been engrossing him and looked up, a sudden light of
relief spreading on his weak face.
“It is the end,” said he, as though no happier consummation could have
attended matters, “and we have no more to wait for. Shall we set out
to-day?” he asked, and urged the wisdom of making haste.
“I hope and I pray God that it may not be the end, as you so fondly deem
it, Monsieur,” she answered him. “But whether it is the end or not, I am
resolved to wait until there is no room for any hope.”
“As you will,” he sighed wearily, “The issue of it all will probably be
the loss of our heads. But even that might be more easily accomplished
than to impart reason to a woman.”
“Or unselfishness, it seems, to a man,” she returned, as she swept
angrily from the room.
CHAPTER XXII. THE TRIBUNAL
At the Bar of the Revolutionary Tribunal stood Deputy Caron La Boulaye
upon his trial for treason to the Nation and contravention of the ends
of justice. Fouquier-Tinvillle, the sleuth-hound Attorney-General,
advanced his charges, and detailed the nature of the young
revolutionist's crime. But there was in Fouquier-Tinvillle's prosecution
a lack of virulence for once, just as among La Boulaye's fellows,
sitting in judgment, there was a certain uneasiness, for the Revolution
was still young, and it had not yet developed that Saturnian habit of
devouring its own children which was later to become one of its main
features.
The matter of La Boulaye's crime, however, was but too clear, and
despite the hesitancy on the part of the jury, despite the unwonted
tameness of Tinvillle's invective, the Tribunal's course was
well-defined, and admitted of not the slightest doubt. And so, the
production of evidence being dispensed with by Caron's ready concurrence
and acknowledgment of the offence, the President was on the point of
formally asking the jury for their finding, when suddenly there happened
a commotion, and a small man in a blue coat and black-rimmed spectacles
rose at Tinvillle's side, and began an impassioned speech for the
defence.
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