I am the elect of the nation.

You are the obscure delegates of a department." He predicted to them the fate of the Girondins.

The noise of his spurs accompanied the sound of his voice.

Count Martin remained trembling the rest of his life, and tremblingly recalled the Bourbons after the defeat of the Emperor.

The two restorations were in vain; the July government and the Second Empire covered his oppressed breast with crosses and cordons.