Disclaimer: All of the characters (except the Comte de St. Cartier, m.i.p.) belong to Baroness Orczy; I hold no claim to them
A/N: I was extremely bored and out of sorts at one of my school concerts. The 7th grade band was playing "Liberty for all" and I thought what does the League think about the republic's cries? This is what showed up. This is based before any treachery.
The League's Opinions
The League of the Scarlet Pimpernel was assembled at Sir Percival Blakeney Bart.'s home in Richmond, discussing plans for the latest daring rescue that they were famous for, when St. John Devinne burst through the door. "Percy, your friends, the Comte de St. Cartier and his family have been arrested!"
The tall man standing by the fireplace turned toward the younger one who had just entered. "When? How?"
"Yesterday. The way it usually happens. The crowd dragging the family out yelling, 'Liberté, Égalite, Fraternite, ou la Mort!' and 'À la lantèrne Les Aristos!' as I said the usual."
Kulmsted was tired of the same things coming from across the channel, they all were. He was the one to voice his thoughts, "The say they want equality for everyone. How would they like to be equal with their aristocracy? Under the knife of their beloved Madame le Guillotine!"
He was rewarded with a sharp look from his chief.
Phillip Glynde stepped in, "No, no, my friend, that leaves more work for us."
Sir Andrew Ffoulkes decided to play mediator, "Look at it this way, gentlemen, we're carrying out the Frenchies wishes and enforcing liberty. We're liberating the aristocrats."
This was greeted with several cries of "That's right!" "You tell them, Andrew!" "We're liberating!" and "Gadzooks, I never thought of it that way."
My Lord Antony Dewhurst spoke up at this time, "'À la Lantérne Les Aristos?' Hah! I say 'Á la Lantérne Le République!'"
"Well spoken, sir!"
"Hear, hear!"
"Bravo, Antony!" rang out across the room.
Percy finally looked up and addressed his men, "I hate to put a damper on things, gentlemen, but right now we need to be thinking about the royal family . . . "
Another cry rang out from across the room, "That's another thing, I don't see what's so wrong with a king; ours does a fine job with England."
Sir Percy seated himself in a chair and decided to let the league blow off steam for a while.
"To each his own," came the reply.
Blakeney's eyes swept the room, looking for the speaker. "Here now, you make it sound as though all of the French want to do away with the king. I know for a fact that there are still people within the walls of Paris, people not of the upper classes, who are still loyal to him."
"Then why are there so many deaths each day?" a voice from the back of the room queried.
Armand St. Just spoke, "Quite simply because in France these days the right word in the wrong ear gets you denounced faster than you can say 'Vive le Roi!'"
"There that's another thing," Devinne stated "they go around murdering in broad daylight and we have to hide behind these foppish masks. I am sick of it."
"Aren't we all?" this from Phillip Glynde.
Percy figured that he had better stop this before he had a fight on his hands. He stood up "Gentlemen." The room went quiet. "Thank you. Now. I don't believe that we will get much more out of this meeting so I suggest that we adjourn."
That night when Marguerite and Percy were alone she inquired about the meeting.
"You wouldn't believe how much was on their minds," was his reply.
Meadowlark4491: If you have any more ideas on the League's opinions please let me know, I will revise this if I get enough ideas. Please R&R constructive criticism welcome, flames will be ignored. (Constructive criticism and flames are two totally different things.)
Thank you