Hoche. Yes, but do you know what is waiting for the barracks when I return to them?
Hulin. What?
Hoche. You'll see.
Hulin. Now what are you plotting? Don't get excited. Don't you think there's enough disorder as it is?
Hoche. When order is injustice, disorder is the beginning of justice.
Hulin. Justice! Justice consists in not demanding of things what they cannot give. You can't make over the world; you must accept it as it is. Why demand the impossible?
Hoche. Poor Hulin, do you know everything that is impossible?
Hulin. What do you mean? Let the people do merely what they can do, and you will see whether or not the world can be made over!
Hulin [his hand on Hoche's shoulder]. Ah, you are ambitious. You dream of dominating the people!
Hoche. You ignorant colossus! Fine ambition, that! Do you think I have the spirit of a corporal? [He looks at his uniform.]
Hulin. Disgusted, eh? What's the matter with you? You seem very happy today. Are they going to make you a sergeant?
Hoche [shrugging his shoulders]. Happiness is in the air.
Hulin. You're not hard to please. There is famine. Imminent massacre. Your people are about to be destroyed. And you, what are you going to do?
