The 1902 Britannica as well - https://archive.org/details/encyclopaediabri06kell/page/254/mode/2up?q=+omelette https://archive.org/details/encyclopaediabri06kel

The 1902 Britannica as well - https://archive.org/details/encyclopaediabri06kell/page/254/mode/2up?q=+omelette https://archive.org/details/encyclopaediabri06kell/page/254/... . Also, October 29, 1896 "The Youth's Companion" p 583 at https://archive.org/details/sim_youths-companion_1896-10-29_70_44/page/582/mode/2up?q=Condorcet+eggs+omelette https://archive.org/details/sim_youths-companion_1896-10-29_... . The details have changed a bit from the Britannica story. That in turn cites Edith Lichel's 1895 "The Story of Two Salons." https://archive.org/details/storytwosalons00sichgoog/page/n148/mode/2up?q=omelette https://archive.org/details/storytwosalons00sichgoog/page/n1... , which does not give further citations. The Britannica biography says 'On the evening of the 7th April 1794 — not, as Carlyle says, on a " bleared May morning,"'. Using Carlyle" and "bleared May morning" as search terms finds it comes from "The French Revolution" by Thomas Carlyle, first published in 1837. However, while that does describe the story of how Condorcet was identified, it does not mention omelettes or eggs only "asks breakfast". Quoting https://archive.org/details/frenchrevolutio16carlgoog/page/n378/mode/2up?q=condorcet https://archive.org/details/frenchrevolutio16carlgoog/page/n... > Condorcet has lurked deep, these many months; Argus-eyes watching and searching for him. His concealment is become dangerous to others and himself; he has to fly again, to skulk, round Paris, in thickets and stone-quarries. And so at the Village of Clamars, one bleared May morning, there enters a Figure, ragged, rough-bearded, hunger-stricken; asks breakfast in the tavern there. Suspect, by the look of him! "Servant out of place, sayest thou?" Committee-President of Forty-Sous finds a Latin Horace on him: "Art thou not one of those Ci-devants that were wont to keep servants? Suspect!" He is haled forthwith, breakfast unfinished, towards Bourg-la-Reine, on foot: he faints with exhaustion; is set on a peasant's horse; is flung into his damp prison-cell: on the morrow, recollecting him, you enter; Condorcet lies dead on the floor. They die fast, and disappear: the Notabilities of France disappear, one after one, like lights in a Theatre, which you are snuffing out.