human
Come, mistress, said Suzette,
gpt
I know you are beautiful, no one better. But half-past nine has struck. Never mind, your hair is done, and a very little will finish you.
human
What is he doing now? Will he succeed?
gpt
Toberne, or the Swedish Fisherman, preceded by a little one-act opera called
human
The Good Son. Barras, when he left Mademoiselle de Saint-Amour, had only to cross the Rue des Colonnes. He arrived when the short piece was about half finished, and, as he was well known as one of the members who had most energetically supported the Constitution, and was likely to be one of the members of the future Directory, his entrance was greeted by murmurs and cries of:
gpt
Down with the Decrees! Down with the Two-thirds! Long live the Sections!
human
Down with the interrupter! rose above the others and quiet was restored. The short piece was finished quietly enough. But the curtain had scarcely fallen, when a young man mounted upon an orchestra-chair, and pointing to the bust of Marat which was opposite that of Lepelletier de Saint-Fargeau, exclaimed:
gpt
Citizens, why do we suffer this monster with a human face, who is called Marat, to pollute this spot, when, in the place which it usurps and defiles, we might see the citizen of Geneva, the illustrious author of 'Emile,' 'The Social Contract,' and 'The New Héloise'?
human
It is he! It is Coster de Saint-Victor! Bravo, Coster, bravo!
gpt
Down with the Terrorists! Down with Marat! Down with the bloody monster with three thousand heads! Long live the author of 'Emile,' of 'The Social Contract,' and 'The New Héloise'!
human
Here is a bust of Jean-Jacques Rousseau!