Breathless, you read the shocking pages about the judges' meeting, the moment Polyzoidis kneels with tears in his eyes, kissing the hands of the three "unyielding" judges, pleading with them to postpone the decision, at least for a moment. And you are then outside the mosque, among the silent, turbulent crowd, as the executive power openly intervenes in the court with the lances of the gendarmes, to hastily send the immortal heroes to the guillotine.