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June 1st, 1832: Courferyac

2/2/2014

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"Enjolras was the chief, Combeferre was the guide, Courfeyrac was the centre. The others gave more light, he shed more warmth; the truth is, that he possessed all the qualities of a centre, roundness and radiance."
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The time is drawing near — I can feel it. Soon the revolution will no longer be the stuff of dreams and schemes, but a fight for which we lay our flesh and blood on the line. Our plans have been so all-consuming that at times we may forget that this is a cause for which we may die. Some of us will. Perhaps many. But it is not just Les Amis de l’ABC. Paris is on our side. This is the people’s battle, and the people are ready. 

Enjolras has sprung into action, and Combeferre and I are at the ready as our plan begins to form. If ever I were to doubt or falter, I’d need look no further than Enjolras to be set back on course. His unwavering devotion to our country is an inspiration to all of us. 

I know my own behavior has given the gang a good laugh from time to time, but I hope they know how serious I am when it comes to the fight for France. 

It’s no secret: I love women. Adore them. Why wouldn’t I? And, thank goodness, they seem to take to me, too. I just hope no one worries that my proclivity for — oh, shall we say, flirtation? — will distract me from what really matters. I know what’s at stake, and I’m committed.

That doesn’t mean I’m not scared. I do fear the day I find myself face to face with a musket. As often as I remind myself that I am putting my life on the line, I won’t truly know what that means until the revolution arrives. 


This is why I can’t ask Marius to return to our group and fight with us. No man should give his life for a cause that doesn’t course through his veins. 

 It courses through mine.

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    The voices of Hugo's Les Amis de l'ABC speak through Jessie Opoien — a journalist, writer and lover of music, theater and history. She is a reporter for the Capital Times in Madison, and will answer to “Banjo Girl” in Oshkosh.

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