"He says," continues Vadier, "that he is prevented from speaking. Yet, strange to say, no one ever speaks but he!"
This new sally is hailed with renewed roars of laughter, and on every side members are convulsed with merriment. Robespierre writhes in his seat, casting glances of hatred and contempt around him.
But Vadier is in the right mood, and goes on—
"This is his regular refrain: 'I am the best friend of the Republic, and as So-and-so has looked askance at me, So-and-so conspires against the Republic, since I and the Republic are one!'"
Again laughter and cheers. "Very good, Vadier! That's it, Vadier!"
By this time the orator's ironical and facetious allusions have served their purpose well, covering Robespierre with ridicule, and lowering him in the eyes of many who were still wavering, hardly daring to join the opposition.
But Vadier, carried away by success, wanders presently from the main point, and loses himself in a maze of petty details. He repeats anecdotes going the rounds of taverns and wine-shops, speaks of Robespierre's spies dogging the heels of the Committee, and quotes his personal experience. The attention of the assembly begins to flag. Robespierre feels this and, taking instant advantage of it, tries to bring the Convention back to a sense of its dignity.
"What! can you give credence to such arrant nonsense?"
But Tallien has realised the danger, and rushing towards the tribune cries—
"I demand a hearing! We are wandering from the main question!"