CHAPTER VIII. DAVID D'ANGERS
Brutalities and ferocities were mingled together. The great sculptor, David d'Angers, was arrested in his own house, 16, Rue d'Assas; the Commissary of Police on entering, said to him,—
"Have you any arms in your house?"
"Yes," Said David, "for my defence."
And he added,—
"If I had to deal with civilized people."
"Where are these arms?" rejoined the Commissary. "Let us see them."
David showed him his studio full of masterpieces.