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"
I
do
n't
know
anything
about
that
!
"
"
And
you
are
a
traitor
yourself
!
"
"
I
?
"
"
Yes
,
you
.
"
"
Well
,
as
to
that
,
let
us
understand
each
other
gentlemen
.
Whom
should
I
betray
?
The
States
?
Why
,
I
can
not
betray
them
,
whilst
,
being
in
their
pay
,
I
faithfully
obey
their
orders
.
"
As
the
Count
was
so
indisputably
in
the
right
that
it
was
impossible
to
argue
against
him
,
the
mob
answered
only
by
redoubled
clamour
and
horrible
threats
,
to
which
the
Count
opposed
the
most
perfect
urbanity
.
"
Gentlemen
,
"
he
said
,
"
uncock
your
muskets
,
one
of
them
may
go
off
by
accident
;
and
if
the
shot
chanced
to
wound
one
of
my
men
,
we
should
knock
over
a
couple
of
hundreds
of
yours
,
for
which
we
should
,
indeed
,
be
very
sorry
,
but
you
even
more
so
;
especially
as
such
a
thing
is
neither
contemplated
by
you
nor
by
myself
.
"
"
If
you
did
that
,
"
cried
the
burghers
,
"
we
should
have
a
pop
at
you
,
too
.
"
"
Of
course
you
would
;
but
suppose
you
killed
every
man
Jack
of
us
,
those
whom
we
should
have
killed
would
not
,
for
all
that
,
be
less
dead
.
"
