His last statement was so obviously inapplicable--what he actually did see was so very far removed from what he said he saw--that he decided to relinquish the point.
"I drink," he cried, "to Liberty and Equality!" Some of the little fathers also drank, to assuage an hereditary thirst.
"And now," continued the orator, "let us get to business.

I think we understand each other ?" He looked round with an engaging smile upon faces brutal enough to suit his purpose, but quite devoid of intelligence.

There was not much understanding there.
"The poor man has one only way of making himself felt--force.

We have worked for generations, we have toiled in silence, and we have gathered strength.

The time has now come for us to put forth our strength.