No! [He cannot help the cry. Both hands now grip Jehan's shoulders firmly. This is important, and his voice grows impassioned. He becomes more himself as he speaks, regains some of the fire he has been lacking so far.]

Do you think we fought for ourselves? Think that no longer! We died in the name of the Republic. A state which will allow man to flourish as he should, free of oppression. 'Long live the Republic?' That is what we cried in our deaths, so that the people would continue to cry it in their lives.

Every man who dies for the Republic is a victory for the France that is still to come; a blow to the Monarchy which is even now in it's death throes. It cannot last, my brother. The people did not join us, but they will not sit in complacency forever.