. As for Louis XVI., I will let him pass, but for Pichegru,
Moreau, and Cadoudal,--that is altogether another thing. Pichegru
surrendered his troops to the enemy, Moreau fought against France, and
George Cadoudal was an assassin,--three kinds of ambitious men, who
asked for nothing but to oppress us, and all three deserved their fate.
_That_ is what I think."

"But what has all that to do with us, pray?" exclaimed Aunt Gredel.
"We will not go for them, we will go to get our permit. I despise all
the rest, and so does Joseph, do you not?"

I was greatly embarrassed, for what Father Goulden said seemed to me to
be right, and he, seeing this, said:

"I understand the love of young people, Mother Gredel, but we must not
use such means to induce a young man to sacrifice what he thinks is
right. If Joseph does not hold the same opinion as I do of Pichegru
and Moreau and Cadoudal, very well, let him go to the procession. I
shall not reproach him for it, but as for me, I shall not go."

"I shall not go either. Mr. Goulden is right," I replied.

I saw Aunt Gredel was displeased, she turned quite red, but was calm
again in a moment, and added:

"Very well! Catherine and I will go, because we mock at all those old
notions."

Father Goulden could not help smiling as he saw her anger.

"Yes, everybody is free," said he, "to do as he pleases, so do as you
like."

Aunt Gredel took up her basket and went away, and he laughed and made a
sign to me to go with her. I very quickly had my coat on and overtook
her at the corner of the street.

"Listen, Joseph," said she, as she went toward the square, "Father
Goulden is an excellent man, but he is an old fool! He has never since
I knew him been satisfied with anything. He does not say so, but the
Republic is always in his head. He thinks of nothing but his old
Republic, when everybody was a sovereign--beggars, tinkers,
soap-boilers, Jews, and Christians. There is no sense in it. But what
are we to do? If he were not such an excellent man I would not care
for him, but we must remember he has taught you a good trade, and done
us all many favors, and we owe him great respect, that is why I hurried
away, for I was inclined to be angry."

"You did right," I said, "I love Father Goulden like my father, and you
like my mother, and nothing could give me so much pain as to see you
angry with one another."

"I quarrel with a man like him!" said Aunt Gredel. "I would rathe