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But Raoul de Vandemar did not presume to preach to Madame upon the sin of loving you and your children?" "I should like to have heard him preach to her," cried Monnier, fiercely. "No, he only tried to reason with me about matters he could not understand." "Strikes?"
With a shriek of terror the child threw herself back on the bed, covering her eyes with her hands, burying her face in the pillow. Jeanne-Marie went to the top of the stairs and called "Jacques Monnier!" "Hein?" said the man, coming slowly to the door below, and standing with his broad figure framed in it.
Ah, pardon me; I must leave you. I see in the procession a poor woman known to me in better days." De Mauleon walked towards the woman he spoke of one of the long procession to the bakery a child clinging to her robe. A pale grief- worn woman, still young, but with the weariness of age on her face, and the shadow of death on her child's. "I think I see Madame Monnier," said De Mauleon, softly.
But there is a period, as there is a class, in which a little knowledge tends to terrible demoralisation. And Armand Monnier lived in that period and was one of that class. The little knowledge that his mind, impulsive and ardent, had picked up out of books that warred with the great foundations of existing society, had originated in ill advices.
The Indian knows all that; he knows those dread genii by name." Monnier, Des Andes au Para, p. 300. Op. cit., pp. 23-24. Lang, op. cit., I, 162, and passim. Max Müller, op cit., p. 12. Nouveaux Essais, p. 320. See Lang, Myth, Ritual and Religion, I, p. 234, a passage from the Rig-Veda, with four very different translations by Max Müller, Wilson, Benfrey, and Langlois.
"Ha!" cried this new comer, "my young confrere, Gustave Rameau, welcome! Citizens, make way. I answer for this patriot I, Armand Monnier. He comes to help use! Is this the way you receive him?" Then in a low voice to Rameau, "Come out. Give your coupe to the barricade. What matters such rubbish? Trust to me I expected you. Hist! Lebeau bids me see that you are safe."
Ruvigny would annihilate the worship of a Deity; Monnier holds with Voltaire and Robespierre, that, 'if there were no Deity, it would be necessary to man to create one. Bref, we could not agree upon any plan for the new edifice, and therefore we refuse to discuss one till the ploughshare has gone over the ruins of the old.
"Dead?" cried Madelon. The tears came rushing into her eyes. "Ah! why did I not know? I would have come if I had known. When did she die?" "More than a month ago," the girl answered; "she died here in this house." "And who lives here now?" inquired Graham. "Jacques Monnier he that works at the factory now. He is out all day; but his wife should be here."
Monnier led the journalist through the mob to the rear of the barricade hastily constructed. Here were assembled very motley groups. The majority were ragged boys, the gamins of Paris, commingled with several women of no reputable appearance, some dingily, some gaudily apparelled. The crowd did not appear as if the business in hand was a very serious one.
"Armand Monnier, you are not quite sober to-night, or I would argue with you that question. But you no doubt are brave: how and why do you take the part of a runaway?" "How and why? He was my brother, and you own you murdered him: my brother the sagest head in Paris. If I had listened to him, I should not be, bah! no matter now what I am."
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