Pinel.
The keepers I shall cause to be roasted alive. I summoned my allies
round about me. The high contracting Powers came to my bidding:
monarchs from all parts of the earth; sovereigns from the Moon and other
illumined orbits; the white necromancers, and the pale imprisoned genii.
I whispered the mystic sign, and the doors flew open. We entered Paris
in triumph, by the Charenton bridge. Our luggage was not examined at the
Octroi. The bottle-green ones were scared at our shouts, and retreated,
howling: they knew us, and trembled.
"'My faithful Peers and Deputies will rally around me. I have a friend
in Turkey--the Grand Vizier of the Mussulmans: he was a Protestant
once--Lord Brougham by name. I have sent to him to legislate for us:
he is wise in the law, and astrology, and all sciences; he shall aid my
Ministers in their councils. I have written to him by the post. There
shall be no more infamous mad-houses in France, where poor souls shiver
in strait-waistcoats.
"'I recognized Louis Philippe, my good cousin. He was in his
counting-house, counting out his money, as the old prophecy warned me.
He gave me up the keys of his gold; I shall know well how to use it.
Taught by adversity, I am not a spendthrift, neither am I a miser. I
will endow the land with noble institutions instead of diabolical
forts.
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