HÉRAULT. The Convention will be empty tomorrow. I yawn when I think that our survivors will be condemned, on pain of death, not to sleep through the speeches of Robespierre and Saint-Just, of Saint-Just and of Robespierre.
DANTON. They will not listen very long. I have dug the grave, and Robespierre will follow me.
FABRE D'EGLANTINE. I should like to have followed the development of the character of some of these little rascals: Barras, Talien, and Fouché. But I must not ask too much. Come, Hérault. [They go out.]
CAMILLE [clinging to his bench, from which the gendarmes pull him]. I won't go! You will kill me in prison. Oh, People, listen to me: it was I who made the Republic. Defend me! I defended you! You won't take me from here, you monsters! Cowards, murderers! Oh, Lucile! Horace! My dear ones! [They take him out.]
DANTON [deeply stirred]. I, too, have a wife and children. [Recovering his self-command.] Come, Danton, no weakness.
WESTERMANN [to DANTON]. Why don't you take advantage of the people's feelings? They are on the point of fighting.
DANTON. The pigs! Nonsense! Pigs! They enjoy our little performance; they are there to applaud the victors. I've taught them only too well to act for themselves.
WESTERMANN. Stir them up now!
DANTON. Too late. And what the devil do I care? The Republic will fall, and I want to go before I see the end.
WESTERMANN. See what happened because you hesitated! Why didn't you forestall Robespierre?