Monsieur De Camors — Volume 1 by Octave Feuillet
page 39 of 121 (32%)
page 39 of 121 (32%)
|
principles can not be despised.
They are in reality a proud race, great-hearted and high-spirited. They have had in their age their heroes and their martyrs; but they have had, on the other hand, their hypocrites, their adventurers, and their radicals--their greatest enemies. Young Dardennes, to obtain grace for the equivocal origin of his convictions, placed himself in the front rank of these last. Until he left college Louis de Camors never knew his uncle, who had remained on bad terms with his father; but he entertained for him, in secret; an enthusiastic admiration, attributing to him all the virtues of that principle of which he seemed the exponent. The Republic of '48 soon died: his uncle was among the vanquished; and this, to the young man, had but an additional attraction. Without his father's knowledge, he went to see him, as if on a pilgrimage to a holy shrine; and he was well received. He found his uncle exasperated--not so much against his enemies as against his own party, to which he attributed all the disasters of the cause. "They never can make revolutions with gloves on," he said in a solemn, dogmatic tone. "The men of 'ninety-three did not wear them. You can not make an omelette without first breaking the eggs. "The pioneers of the future should march on, axe in hand! |
|