Let me suppose that we have reached the moment when the woman--what is her name?
Oh! ah! yes! Juliette Marny--stands in the Hall of Justice on her trial before the Committee of Public Safety.

Citizen Foucquier-Tinville, one of our greatest patriots, reads the indictment against her: the papers surreptitiously burnt, the torn, mysterious letter-case found in her room.

If these are presumed, in the indictment, to be treasonable correspondence with the enemies of the Republic, condemnation follows at once, then the guillotine.

There is no defence, no respite.

The Minister of Justice, according to Article IX of the Law framed by himself, allows no advocate to those directly accused of treason.