"No for two reasons: he is an incendiary but no soldier; and they cannot trust him in case of success. A secret meeting of the heads of the party was held two days since, to decide on a leader of the sections. It was difficult, and had nearly been finished by the dagger. Billaud de Varennes, Vanquelin, St Angely, and Danton, were successively proposed. Robespierre objected to them all.
Instead, in lightning flashes he foresaw what must happen: his betrothed in the hands of the murderers; the fair face that had smiled on him frozen with terror; brave men, the fighters of Montauban, the defenders of Angely, strewn dead through the dark lanes of the city.
Uncle Henry was not to be outdone. He whisked around, facing the door, and called at the top of his voice: "Angely! Angely!" From the yard came back, "Yes, I'm coming!" and Hardy's daughter ran in, with "Red" at her heels. "Did you call me?" she wanted to know, looking at all three. "Yes; I did," said Uncle Henry. "I wanted to tell you that it ain't no use. They won't neither of 'em do nothin'."