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The
man
with
the
waistcoats
and
the
paternal
expression
(
he
was
perhaps
a
bishop
)
often
smiled
and
then
his
eyes
,
which
were
surrounded
with
a
floating
forest
of
eyebrows
,
assumed
a
singular
brilliance
and
an
unusually
decided
expression
.
This
personage
whom
they
made
speak
first
before
the
duke
(
"
but
what
duke
is
it
?
"
thought
Julien
to
himself
)
with
the
apparent
object
of
expounding
various
points
of
view
and
fulfilling
the
functions
of
an
advocate
-
general
,
appeared
to
Julien
to
fall
into
the
uncertainty
and
lack
of
definiteness
with
which
those
officials
are
so
often
taxed
.
During
the
course
of
the
discussion
the
duke
went
so
far
as
to
reproach
him
on
this
score
.
After
several
sentences
of
morality
and
indulgent
philosophy
the
man
in
the
waistcoats
said
,
"
Noble
England
,
under
the
guiding
hand
of
a
great
man
,
the
immortal
Pitt
,
has
spent
forty
milliards
of
francs
in
opposing
the
revolution
.
If
this
meeting
will
allow
me
to
treat
so
melancholy
a
subject
with
some
frankness
,
England
fails
to
realise
sufficiently
that
in
dealing
with
a
man
like
Buonaparte
,
especially
when
they
have
nothing
to
oppose
him
with
,
except
a
bundle
of
good
intentions
there
is
nothing
decisive
except
personal
methods
.
"
"
Ah
!
praising
assassination
again
!
"
said
the
master
of
the
house
anxiously
.
"
Spare
us
your
sentimental
sermons
,
"
cried
the
president
angrily
.
His
boarlike
eye
shone
with
a
savage
brilliance
.
"
Go
on
,
"
he
said
to
the
man
with
the
waistcoats
.
The
cheeks
and
the
forehead
of
the
president
became
purple
.
"
Noble
England
,
"
replied
the
advocate
-
general
,
"
is
crushed
to
-
day
:
for
each
Englishman
before
paying
for
his
own
bread
is
obliged
to
pay
the
interest
on
forty
milliards
of
francs
which
were
used
against
the
Jacobins
.
She
has
no
more
Pitt
.
"
"
She
has
the
Duke
of
Wellington
,
"
said
a
military
personage
looking
very
important
.
"
Please
,
gentlemen
,
silence
,
"
exclaimed
the
president
.
"
If
we
are
still
going
to
dispute
,
there
was
no
point
in
having
M
.
Sorel
in
.
"
"
We
know
that
monsieur
has
many
ideas
,
"
said
the
duke
irritably
,
looking
at
the
interrupter
who
was
an
old
Napoleonic
general
.
Julien
saw
that
these
words
contained
some
personal
and
very
offensive
allusion
.
Everybody
smiled
,
the
turncoat
general
appeared
beside
himself
with
rage
.
"
There
is
no
longer
a
Pitt
,
gentlemen
,
"
went
on
the
speaker
with
all
the
despondency
of
a
man
who
has
given
up
all
hope
of
bringing
his
listeners
to
reason
.
"
If
there
were
a
new
Pitt
in
England
,
you
would
not
dupe
a
nation
twice
over
by
the
same
means
.
"
