My distracted thoughts would allow me but little rest.
Growing somewhat better in the afternoon, I resumed my journey.
My contemplations were limited to a few objects.

I regarded my success, in the purpose which I had in view, as considerably doubtful.

I depended, in some degree, on the suggestions of the moment, and on the materials which Pleyel himself should furnish me.

When I reflected on the nature of the accusation, I burned with disdain.

Would not truth, and the consciousness of innocence, render me triumphant?
Should I not cast from me, with irresistible force, such atrocious imputations?
What an entire and mournful change has been effected in a few hours! The gulf that separates man from insects is not wider than that which severs the polluted from the chaste among women.