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Garion rushed out of Thiers' house, standing in the doorway and breathing heavily, spitting out the depression that had accumulated in his lungs.

After meeting with Thiers, Garion learned about the disgusting feeling of maggots that hate sewers.

He flatly refused the request of the coachman of Thiers to take him home, and wandered aimlessly through the streets alone in the direction of rue Saint-Anthony.

Surrounded by people coming and going, Garion found a dining room and sat down near the window, thinking about what to do next.

The attendant brought the coffee to Garion, who smiled and nodded in thanks, then fell silent again.

The people around him were chatting in whispers, but none of this had anything to do with him.

"It's them who are hilarious, and I don't have anything."

Garion sighed and picked up his coffee.

Suddenly, a familiar voice behind him interrupted the musings.

"Huh? Isn't this Lord Garion? How did you end up here? ”

Garian put down his coffee and turned his head, and saw Barrister Leon Gambit, who had asked him before, following a middle-aged man, appear behind him.

"Your Excellency Ganbi, long time no see."

Garion politely stood up and beckoned the two to sit down.

After defending him as a revolutionary, Gan Bida had already made a name for himself. It's great to be able to do this as a trainee solicitor.

However, Garion looked at the unsmiling man next to him, who was more interested in the stranger in front of him than Leon Gambita.

Both of them sat down, and Gan Bida introduced, "By the way, I forgot to introduce, this is Monsieur de la Le Cruz, my client." He had just arrived in Paris. Monsieur de la Cruse, this is Garion, a writer. ”

Delecluse said in a stiff tone, "Hello, Mr. Garion. ”

Hearing the name Delecluz, Garion finally understood why this man kept putting on a serious look and didn't want to say more.

Gambida looked at the silent Garion and asked, "What's wrong?" Lord Garrian? ”

"Don't bother with the introduction of Mr. Gampida, I know you, Your Excellency Delle Cluz."

The silent man stared at Garion and asked hesitantly, "You know me?" ”

"Yes."

"In 1830, you participated in the July Revolution, then opposed the July Dynasty, joined the Society of Friends of the People, a secret republican organization, and became acquainted with the revolutionary Blanqui. Plotting to assassinate Louie? He was implicated in the Philippe attempt and went into exile in Belgium. In 1841, he returned to China and edited the "Northern Non-Party Newspaper". In 1847 he organized a banquet movement in Lille to agitate for reform. He participated in the February Revolution in 1848 and served as General Councillor of the Government of the Second Republic in the Nord and Calais departments, but soon resigned, and in November of the same year founded the newspaper "Democratic and Social Revolution" in Paris, criticizing Louis ? Bonaparte. In June 1849 he was again forced to flee the country and live in London. In August 1853 he secretly went to Paris and joined the secret society Young Monthill, one of its main leaders. Arrested in October. In 1854 he was sentenced to four years in prison and later another 10 years in exile on the island of Cayenne, Guyana. Got pardoned and returned home this year, right? ”

Dele Cruz's face turned pale, and he asked in a low voice, "How do you know such details?" ”

Garion picked up his glass and smiled, "A secret, of course. ”

One of the founders of the Paris Commune and one of the founders of the French Third Republic came together, and this meeting made Galion, who was a traverser, feel out of place.

However, the first real cooperation between the two sides was in the Bodin incident in 1868, when he was imprisoned for six months by the Imperial government, despite his arguments to defend Delle Cruz's innocence.

"Lord Garion, why are you here?"

"It's nothing, I just got back from Thiers."

"Thiers?"

Hearing the name, Dele Cruz showed disgust, and he snorted and said disdainfully, "That damn fellow, who tried to deceive the people in 1848, will anyone still believe his nonsense?" ”

Garion shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "Of course, he also tried to win me over to the Orleans Party, but I refused. ”

Unexpectedly, the other party said the content of the meeting lightly, and Delecruz began to be formal with the young man in front of him a little. After all, the name has been mentioned repeatedly since his return to Paris.

His experience is always mixed with praise and denigration.

"But Your Excellency Galian, there have been a lot of rumors about you that we comrades have heard lately."

"Oh, really?"

"Many people are saying that you are a revolutionary apostate. ”

Garion slowly narrowed his eyes, as if looking at an enemy, and asked in a low voice, "Revolutionary renegade?" ”

"Yes."

With his chin crossed in his hands, Delecruz looked at the young man in front of him and uttered all the gossip he had heard from his companions.

"They say you have taken refuge with Princess Mathilde and betrayed the revolution. And that your so-called image of a revolutionary poet is nothing more than a bargaining chip to make the Parisian royal family pay attention, and now that you have it all as you wish, are you satisfied with your social status? ”

"Hahahahaha."

Garion was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, causing the guests at the next table to look back at the place.

Dele Cruz looked at the gaffe young man in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'm sorry, I'm just ridiculous at your stupidity."

"I thought the Revolutionary Party would have some deep insights, but I didn't expect some people to be superficial and ridiculous. ”

"Are you saying these charges are false?"

Feeling angry and amused at the accusation of slander, Garion stepped forward and said to De Lecluse with a look of pity, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency De Lecruse may have misunderstood something, first of all, I sympathize with the broad masses of workers, but I am not a supporter of your revolution. In my eyes, you are as ridiculous as Comrade Blanqui, desperately trying in the wrong way in the direction of a failure, nothing more. ”

"I agree with your ideals and sympathize with your plight, but I oppose your stupidity."

Garion said unceremoniously and sarcastically, "If you want the revolution to succeed without mobilizing the broad masses of the people, do you think the guards in Paris are decorations?" ”

"I told Blanqui before that you have wasted half of your life in pursuit of a noble goal in the wrong way!"