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MADAME ROLAND.
People," attended by his formidable escort, once more took his seat at the summit of the Mountain. When he appeared on the tribune his voice was drowned by the plaudits of the galleries. He uttered a few words of thanks; but what endeared his success to him was the prospect of crushing his enemies as he was then crushing a wreath in his hand. Looking towards the Right, he muttered: "I have them now. They too, shall have a triumphant progress, but it shall be to the guillotine."
