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In Carrier's view there was only one way of accomplishing this the number of mouths to be fed must be reduced, the diseased must be eliminated. It was the direct, the radical, the heroic method. That very day six prisoners in Le Bouffay had been sentenced to death for attempting to escape. "How do we know," he asked, "that those six include all the guilty?

He was sentenced on the very anniversary of that terrible night on which the men of the Marat Company broke into the prison of Le Bouffay, and he was accompanied in the tumbril by Grandmaison the pitiless, who was now filled with self-pity to such an extent that he wept bitterly.

He was too amazed to be angry. "Moreover," Phelippes pursued calmly, "there is the fact that all the other prisoners in Le Bouffay are innocent of the offence for which the six are to die." "What has that to do with it?" roared Carrier. "Last year I rode a she-ass that could argue better than you! In the name of , what has that to do with it?"

"It seems to me," he snarled, "that there are more than the scoundrels in Le Bouffay who need to be shortened by a head for the good of the nation. I tell you that you are slaying the commonweal by your slowness and circumspection. Let all the scoundrels perish!" A handsome, vicious youngster named Robin made chorus. "Patriots are without bread!

Laqueze, the porter of Le Bouffay, with whose food and wine those myrmidons of the committee had made so disgracefully free, came to assure him that he had all who were in the prison. "All?" cried Grandmaison, aghast. "But according to the list there should have been nearer two hundred." And he raised his voice to call: "Goullin! Hola, Goullin! Where the devil is Goullin?"

They remembered snatches of conversation and grim jests uttered by the Marats in Le Bouffay, which suddenly became clear, and the alarm spreading amongst them, they writhed and clamoured, screamed for mercy, cursed and raved. Blows were showered upon them. In vain was it sought to quiet them again with that fable of a fort to be constructed on Belle Isle.

But Bachelier, a man who, next to the President Goullin, exerted the greatest influence in the committee, was gifted with a sense of humour worthy of the Revolution. He went off into peals of laughter as he surveyed the crestfallen cocassier, and, perhaps because Leroy's situation amused him, he was disposed to be humane. "No, no!" he said. "Take him back to Le Bouffay for the present.

He stumbled on, and they came now upon the Place du Bouffay, where the red guillotine loomed in ghostly outline, and headed towards the Quai Tourville. Thence they were marched by the river the whole length of the Quai La Fosse.

It is fitting that the scoundrels should die, and not eat the bread of starving patriots." Carrier shook his fist at the assembly. "You hear, you ! I cannot pardon whom the law condemns." It was an unfortunate word, and Phelippes fastened on it. "That is the truth, Citizen Representative," said Phelippes. "And as for the prisoners in Le Bouffay, you will wait until the law condemns them."

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