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Updated: May 15, 2025
'His only relaxations were solitary walks in imitation of his model, Jean Jacques Rousseau. His sole companion in these perambulations was his great dog, which slept at his chamber-door, and always followed him when he went out. This colossal animal, well known in the district, was called Brount. Robespierre was much attached to him, and constantly played with him.
Each party was aware that the next day must seal the fate of one or other of them. There is a legend that in the evening Robespierre walked in the Champs Elysées with his betrothed, accompanied as usual by his faithful dog, Brount. They admired the purple of the sunset, and talked of the prospect of a glorious to-morrow. But this is apocryphal.
For he is God; and Catherine Théot is his prophetess." "Dictator, traitor, tyrant! the race of Brutus is not extinct." "Tremble, malefactor! the Tarpeian rock is near the Capitol!" The dog Brount ran towards the pair. They said no more and quickened their pace. Robespierre, awake! The hour is come, time presses,... soon it will be too late....
"To heel, Brount!" he called, "to heel!" and he plunged among the dark trees. Gamelin, out of respect, did not interrupt his lonely walk; but, as he gazed after the slender form disappearing in the darkness, he mentally addressed his hero in these impassioned words: "I have seen thy sadness, Maximilien; I have understood thy thought.
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