Excerpt from A Child of the Revolution She grieved for it with a passion of regret, this babe of a month old, which its father had never seen, as she sat alone in her humble room in one of the foul and narrow streets which intersected each other in one of the poorer quarters of Lyons. An old neighbour had come in to console her with vain, well-meant talk, to which Genevieve hardly listened. The child had been buried that morning, and now her anguish poured itself out to this ear, heedless of what Mere Allard said in return. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.