Mr. President, allow me, in gratitude for the favor you have granted me, to trouble your attention regarding the state of affairs. It has no other explanation than the pursuit of truth. My conduct here is simply a revolutionary means to hasten the explosion of truth and justice. I have but one passion: that of light, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and which has such a right to happiness. My ardent protest is only the cry of my soul. Dare then to bring me before a court of assizes, and let the inquiry take place in broad daylight! I am waiting. See, Mr. President, what is being done with truth, what is being done with justice, what is being done with France. A state of judicial terror has been allowed to arise, a police of conscience. The country is sick with the lie that is imposed upon it. Dreyfus has been blackened, an innocent man has been slandered. For years the works of barbarism and stupidity have been piling up. I want to cry out the truth, I, with all the strength of my life which draws to its close. I fear the deception. My duty is to speak; I do not wish to be an accomplice. My nights would be haunted by the specter of the innocent one who is expiating there, in the most horrible of torments, a crime he did not commit. I accuse Lieutenant Colonel du Paty de Clam of having been the diabolical workman of the judicial error. I accuse General Mercier of having made himself complicit, at least through weakness of mind, in one of the greatest iniquities of the century. I accuse General Billot of having held in his hands the certain proofs of Dreyfus's innocence and of having stifled them. I accuse General Boisdeffre and General Gonse of having made themselves complicit in the same fault, one through esprit de corps and military authority, the other perhaps through that Catholic falsehood seen in the congregations. I accuse General de Pellieux and Major Ravary of having conducted a monstrous inquiry. I accuse the three handwriting experts of having made mendacious and fraudulent reports. I accuse the war office of having led an abominable campaign in the press, to cover their own fault. I accuse the first court-martial of having violated the law by condemning the accused on the basis of a document kept secret, and I accuse it of committing this illegality through a duty of hierarchical obedience. I accuse the second court-martial of having covered up that illegality, order upon order, by acquitting a guilty man knowingly. In making these accusations, I am not unaware that I expose myself to Articles 30 and 31 of the press law, which make defamation a punishable offense. It is voluntarily, consciously, that I expose myself. As for the people I accuse, I do not know them; I have never seen them; I bear them neither rancor nor hatred. To me they are only entities, malevolent spirits of society. And the act I accomplish here is only a revolutionary means to hasten the explosion of truth and justice. I desire nothing else than that truth be established, that light be made. In pursuing the guilty, one compromises no one; one only serves truth and justice. Truth and justice: that is what I demand with all my strength. It is with a soul in anguish that I beg you to believe in the assurance of my deep respect. Enough of cowards and lukewarm souls who know and keep silent! There are hours when one has no right to remain deaf. Up above, on the island, the martyr continues to expiate, and the honor of the nation is at stake. An innocent man is slandered, and an entire nation is plunged into crime. I have but one passion: that of light, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and which has such a right to happiness.