Fight they must, and fight they should.

He had something of the old Roman spirit in him, the Marquis d'Aumenier.

Upon him had devolved the conduct of the critical issue.

If he could stop Napoleon then and there his venture would be a mere escapade and a sorry one.

If he could not, then God help France and the world.
From the window of his prison, which overlooked the parade, Marteau had seen and heard all.