For it must go forward or back.
"See!" cried Septimus Marvin, one evening, laying his hand on the open book before him.

"See how strong are racial things.

Here are the Bourbons for ever shutting their eyes to the obvious, for ever putting off the evil moment, for ever temporising--from father to son, father to son; generation after generation.

Finally we come to Louis XVI.

Read his letters to the Comte d'Artois.