wanted the people to enjoy the liberty which they have acquired, but which seems intended now merely to satisfy the grudges of a handful of scoundrels! I asked men to put an end to their quarreling, and that they be bound together by love into a great family. It appears that these desires are criminal. But what I call a crime is this mad political game which soils the nation and the people, forcing it to plunge their hands into innocent blood before the whole universe!
Judge. It is not your place to accuse; you are here to answer your accusers.
Camille. Very well, I accuse myself, if you like, of not having always thought as I think today. For too long did I believe in hatred; the heat of battle led me on, and I have committed too many crimes; I stirred up vengeance, and more than once the sword was drawn as a result of my writings. Innocent people were dragged here on my advice. This is my crime, my real crime, and you are my partners in it. This is the crime I am today expiating.
Judge. Whom are you referring to?
Fouquier-Tinville. Whose death do you regret?
Philippeaux. Don't answer, Desmoulins!
Fabre d'Églantine. It's a trap. Take care!
Danton. Swallow your tongue, my boy!
Camille. I refer to the Girondins, [The People murmur, and David says: "He confesses!"]
Judge. The prisoner confesses his implication in the Brissotist conspiracies.
Camille [with a shrug]. It was my Brissot dévoilé which condemned the Brissotists.
