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He possessed the tradition of it as though he had been a witness.

He was acquainted with all the minute details of the great affair.

A pontifical and warlike nature, a singular thing in a youth.

He was an officiating priest and a man of war; from the immediate point of view, a soldier of the democracy; above the contemporary movement, the priest of the ideal.

His eyes were deep, his lids a little red, his lower lip was thick and easily became disdainful, his brow was lofty.

A great deal of brow in a face is like a great deal of horizon in a view.

Like certain young men at the beginning of this century and the end of the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with excessive youth, and was as rosy as a young girl, although subject to hours of pallor. Already a man, he still seemed a child.↑本↑作↑品↑由↑思↑兔↑在↑線↑閱↑讀↑網↑友↑整↑理↑上↑傳↑

His two and twenty years appeared to be but seventeen; he was serious, it did not seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. He had but one passion--the right; but one thought--to overthrow the obstacle.

On Mount Aventine, he would have been Gracchus; in the Convention, he would have been Saint-Just. He hardly saw the roses, he ignored spring, he did not hear the carolling of the birds; the bare throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing except to conceal the sword. He was severe in his enjoyments.