"We gave ourselves up to _fetes_.
Ah! there were grand times--each one finer than the other.

One might call them _fetes_ indeed! Death of my life! Who was it said just now that the emperor was a man?
Why, look you! his enemies--those villains of traitors--tried to kill him.

They plotted against him.

But, bah! they could not.

He rode over infernal machines as if they were roses.