Moreau arrived without ceremony.
His coat was folded over his arm, sleeves rolled back to the elbow.
He did not sit at first.
Instead, he paced slowly to the head of the table, resting his hand on the edge.
"Today we finalize," he said. "We've heard France speak its workers, farmers, industrialists, teachers, veterans, even its doubters. The draft must become our document of faith. We hold at ₣100 billion. We cannot do everything. But what we do must mean everything to someone."
Reynaud opened the discussion with the revised balance sheets. "We remain within bounds," he said, tapping the folder before him.
"Total: ₣100 billion. Adjustments have been made sector by sector. Let me walk you through it."
