There can be no doubt that the elect, of whom Dom Gerle and the virtuous Robespierre are destined to be the two grand prophets, will enjoy eternal life here, and exterminate all their enemies.

There is no doubt of it,--not the least!" "How delightful!" said the girl; "ce cher Robespierre!--he does not look very long-lived either!" "The greater the miracle," said the old woman.

"I am just eighty-one, and I don't feel a day older since Catherine Theot promised me I should be one of the elect!" Here the women were jostled aside by some newcomers, who talked loud and eagerly.
"Yes," cried a brawny man, whose garb denoted him to be a butcher, with bare arms, and a cap of liberty on his head; "I am come to warn Robespierre.

They lay a snare for him; they offer him the Palais National.

'On ne peut etre ami du peuple et habiter un palais.'" ("No one can be a friend of the people, and dwell in a palace."-- "Papiers inedits trouves chez Robespierre," etc., volume ii.