Society has made him a brute beast, hunger makes him a wild beast.

He lies in wait for travellers on the outskirts of a wood, and robs them of their purses.

He is caught, and sent to the galleys.

So far, so good.
Now look at this other man; it is no longer the red cap, it is the red robe.

He believes in God, reads Nicole, is a Jansenist, devout, goes to confession, takes the sacrament.