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Mérimée spent the most difficult two days of his life in a state of anxiety, and he no longer worried about the sudden appearance of the assassin, so he turned off all the dinner parties and stayed in his room and paced back and forth.

The servant's dinner was placed on the side of the bed, and he was not even in the mood to pick up a fork, not even a delicate pastry.

The sword of Damoris, hanging above his head, was gone, and his life was spent in fear.

Merry had the urge to pull out the manuscript paper and prepare to write a suicide note several times, but this idea was immediately rejected as soon as it came to his mind, and he was afraid that the higher the position and the longer a person lived, the more he would spare his life. One can only hope that the Paris police will arrest the prisoners at large as soon as possible.

After two days of anxious waiting, Mérimée finally came the news that had calmed his mood and that the arsonist had finally been caught.

And the process of his arrest was also very unexpected, sneakily wandering around Merimé's house in the middle of the day, but he ran away from the police after being a thief, but was arrested by the police who had been in ambush for a long time.

Four or five policemen grabbed his hand, shackled the arsonist, and confiscated all Molotov cocktails in his bag.

There were more and more onlookers on the streets, and many people did not know what was going on, but just watched the police forcibly evict the onlookers.

The man who was pinned to the ground was still screaming loudly.

"Let go of me, you goddamn lackeys!"

"I'm not a criminal, I'm arrested today for the revolution!"

When the arsonist was apprehended by the police on the street, he was still fighting hard while singing a song that no one around him had ever heard. The voice is impassioned, just like the original exhilarating "La Marseillaise";

"Arise, people who do not want to be slaves. Arise, all the suffering people of the world! The blood is already boiling, and we must fight for the truth! The old world is falling, slaves get up, get up! Don't say we have nothing, we want to be the masters of the world......"

He kept singing, shouting at the crowd of onlookers as he was twisted into the carriage by the police, trying to get his words into everyone's ears.

"One day, this song will spread all over the world, please remember its name, this "Internationale" to all the capitalist waste here!"

"Long live the proletarians!"

It just so happened that the Paris newspaper reporter at the scene recorded the whole process, and he quickly took out a notebook from his pocket and quickly recorded every word of the arrested criminal.

After returning to the newspaper, the reporter reported what he had seen and heard to the editor-in-chief Goncourt, who was a little unsure whether the censorship department would let the song appear in the newspaper.

"The Internationale? What is this? ”

Goncourt curiously read a lyric copied by a reporter, and then he restrained his expression and frowned. He asked the other party to re-sing the song he heard from memory.

Goncourt held his chin and listened to a lyric in silence.

"Interesting, this "Internationale" is as interesting as "La Marseillaise", but is it only the beginning?

"Yes, when the suspect continued to sing, he was already caught in the carriage and did not hear the lyrics behind it."

"Okay, I got it."

Seeing that he couldn't ask for useful information, Goncourt had to change the question and look for a breakthrough, "Did the arrested suspect say who wrote this song?" ”

The reporter shook his head blankly and said honestly, "I don't know, I only heard the suspect singing this song at that time, and said that let everyone remember this song, it will spread all over the world." ”

……

Goncourt was intrigued by the song, and in search of information, he put the song titled The Internationale on the front page of the newspaper and posted a reward notice asking for the complete lyrics and creator of the song.

When Mérimée heard that the arsonist had been caught, he was relieved. However, the next public opinion he saw was not condemning the arsonist who burned down the three newspapers, everyone focused on the "Internationale" and had a question mark in their hearts.

Who exactly sings this song?

When Goncourt published a part of the Internationale, it immediately caught the attention of readers. At the same time, some people began to find out who the author of the song was, and the recorded lyrics began to be sung in the streets and alleys.

After the newspaper published the bounty, Goncourt received more than 100 letters every day, many of whom sent a variety of strange lyrics, although many words did not reach the meaning, but a small number of them had a high degree of overlap.

This detail intrigued Goncourt, who carefully traced their identities and was surprised to find that some of them were from the Central Prison, while others were inextricably linked to the Revolutionary Party.

The situation became tricky, and in his spare time he consulted Baudelaire for advice on the matter.

"Compared with the Marseillaise, this Internationale is more daring and straightforward, and it is simply a clarion call for the proletarians to challenge the capitalists." But I wonder why, if it had been written by an unknown musician, it should have been sung more quickly among the workers, but why was it confined to the revolutionaries by word of mouth? ”

Baudelaire listened to his friend's story and fell into deep thought.

The lyrics of this song are simple and straightforward, and there is not much embellishment of showmanship. However, it is full of deep and straightforward feelings, and it is a direct catharsis of the oppression of the proletarians and their hatred of the capitalists.

The author is undoubtedly sympathetic to the revolutionaries, but with only a few sporadic sentences, they have no way of knowing who wrote the song. The author of La Marseillaise, Rouge de Lear, has been dead for decades, could it be really a bad omen that the Second French Empire is about to fall?

A thought popped into Baudelaire's mind, and he said to himself, "By the way, did you think this song could have been written by Garion?" ”

The sudden question was unexpected, and he had a strange premonition in his heart that the "Internationale" was inseparable from Galion.

However, Goncourt said disapprovingly, "Is this a Gallian phenomenon?" Whatever surprising anonymous articles that happened in the Parisian literary scene would be considered to have been written by him. I certainly believe that this young man's talent will give him a place in the Parisian literary scene. ”

Goncourt paused slightly, looked at Baudelaire with an unbelievable look, and smiled at his suspicions, "But I don't believe that this young man is omnipotent, and that he has a brilliant talent for music and painting in addition to poetry and fiction?" ”

"No kidding, if it's really him, then he's a genius!"