"They have made a beginning.
My name, monsieur, is Cathelineau; my business, so far, has been that of a hawker.

I am well known in this part of the country.
Maybe, sir, you will hear my name again, for henceforth I am an insurgent.

We have borne this tyranny of the butchers in Paris too long, and the time has come when we must either free ourselves of it, or die.

You belong to another class, but methinks that when you see that we are in earnest, you will join." "I doubt not that we shall," Leigh said.

"I am but a lad yet; but I hope that, when the time comes, I shall do my part." The man lifted his hat and moved off, and Leigh rode forward again.
He was struck with the earnest manner of the man.