public, one and indivisible. Committee of Public Welfare.
Cimourdain continued,—
"Yes, I accept. Terror against terror, Lantenac is cruel. I shall be cruel. War to the death against this man. I will deliver the Republic from him, so it please God."
He stopped, then added,—
"I am a priest; all the same, I believe in God."
"God has gone out of fashion."
"I believe in God," said Cimourdain, unmoved.
"With a nod of the head, Robespierre gloomily assented.
Cimourdain continued,—
"To whom shall I be sent as a delegate?"
"The commandant of the reconnoitring column sent against Lantenac. Only, I warn you, he is a noble."
Danton exclaimed,—
"There is another thing that I care very little about. A noble? Well, what of it? It is the same with nobles as with priests. If they are good, they are excellent. Nobility is a prejudice, but one must not have it more in one sense than in another, not more for than against it. Robespierre, isn't Saint-Just a noble? Florelle de Saint-Just. Parbleu! Anacharsis Cloots is a baron. Our friend, Charles Hesse, who never misses a meeting of the Cordeliers, is a prince, and brother of the reigning landgrave of Hesse-Rothenburg. Montaut, Marat's intimate friend, is Marquis de Montaut. In the Revolutionary tribunal, there is a member who is a priest, Vilate, and a member who is a noble, Leroy, Marquis de Montflabert. Both are trustworthy."
"And you forget," added Robespierre, "the head of the Revolutionary jury,—"
"Antonelle?"
"Who is the Marquis Antonelle," said Robespierre.
Danton added,—
"Dampierre was a nobleman, who has just given his life before Condé, for the Republic; and Beaurepaire, who blew his brains out rather than open the gates of Verdun to the Prussians, was a nobleman."
"Which does not alter the fact," growled Marat, "that the day Condorcet exclaimed, 'The Gracchi were noblemen!' Danton cried out to him: 'All noblemen are
