This is only the second volume in this series--Saint-Just is also mentioned quite a bit in the third volume, but I haven't finished going through that one yet, so this will be all for now.
This next one, I should mention, is supposed to be from Élisabeth Duplay's point of view, but obviously, she was quite fond of Saint-Just, even into her old age, so this obviously isn't accurate. (And that's far from the only point--it irks me quite a bit, in fact.)
So, I'm taking a break from Éléonore for a bit, to basically do the same thing (though with a lot less material) for Saint-Just; I'll return to Éléonore though, because I'm far from done with those excerpts.
(The title of this entry, by the way, comes from Gluck's "Iphigénie en Tauride"--Pylade says it to Oreste, and I thought it was rather appropriate for the switch in focus. What? I'm morbid and my mind always seems to go to Thermidor. ;O;)
So to begin: