Witness I am not a defender of the old regime and its viciousness. But when I heard the shouts of revolution echoing across the city rooftops I knew it would bring no personal good. She disagreed and declared it was our cause. We should also soldier. Out on the streets she raised her voice like a banner lofted and unfurled in the wind. She became well-known, breathed on flames like a bellows, helped lead the charge. After, we moved in the most exalted circles of the smart new elite. Later, intrigue engulfed her. Perhaps she was too popular, was seen…