It would have made men of our poor peasants.

It was God's work.
If there is a God--bien entendu--which some young men deny, because God fails to recognize their importance, I imagine.

And now it is all done.
It is crumbled up by the scurrilous treachery of some miscreant.

Ach! I should like to have him out here on the plain.

I would choke him.