Will it not be punishment enough that so many women should lose their husbands; so many children their fathers?
You, I know, are averse to shedding blood; you would spare life whenever your sense of duty would allow you to do so.
Try what clemency will do in La Vendee.

Try whether kindness will not put a stop to the bitterness of their enmity.

Do, dearest, for my sake." It is possible that Eleanor had never before spoken to her lover in language so tender; it is also probable that she had never before asked of him any request, in which ought of a political nature was concerned.
Be that as it may, as soon as she had finished speaking, her face became suffused with scarlet, as though she had said something of which she was ashamed.

One would think that there was nothing in the term of endearment which she had used which could have displeased a betrothed husband; nothing in the petition she, had made which could have angered a political friend.

Robespierre, however, soon showed that he was displeased and angered; nay, worse still, that his black, unmanly suspicion was aroused.