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He gazed at the passers-by with a haughty look. His horse was very handsome, and, poor beast, seemed very proud. Fialin was smiling. He had in his hand the whip that his face deserved. He passed by. I never saw the man except on this occasion. De Flotte and Bancel did not leave me until they had seen me get into my vehicle. My true-hearted coachman was waiting for me in the Rue de la Vrillière.

Bancel had in his pocket on old number of the Moniteur containing the result of a division. They cut out a list of the names of the members of the Left, the names of those who were arrested were erased, and the list was added to the decree. The name of Emile de Girardin upon this list caught my eye. He was still present. "Do you sign this decree?" I asked him. "Unhesitatingly."

One speaks as though all were in full flight. "Ah! it is you!" I exclaimed. "What do you want with me?" He answered me, "I live in a house over there." And he added, "Come." He drew me into a dark street. We could hear explosions. At the bottom of the street could be seen the ruins of a barricade. Versigny and Bancel, as I have just said, were with me. E.P. turned to them.

His head rolled from one shoulder to the other; I held him and I kissed him on the brow; Versigny and Bancel took off his stockings. The grandmother suddenly started up. "Do not hurt him!" she cried. She took the two little white and frozen feet in her old hands, trying to warm them. When the poor little body was naked, they began to lay it out. They took a sheet from the clothes-press.

De Flotte and Bancel wished to accompany me, fearing that I should be arrested by the regiment guarding the Bank. The weather was misty and cold, almost dark. This obscurity concealed and helped us. The fog was on our side. As we reached the corner of the Rue de la Vrillière, a group on horseback passed by.

He received us on the ground floor, in a parlor where there was a fire, a table, and some chairs; but the room was so small that a quarter of us filled it to overflowing, and the others remained in the courtyard. "It is impossible to deliberate here," said Bancel.

Bancel La Farge, has also suggested a striking resemblance which the sedilia-like niches bear to Arabic or Moorish architecture, as shown, for instance, in the Court of the Lions in the Alhambra. The step-topped arch is distinctly Oriental in form, yet flights of steps or terraces are also thoroughly Incaic.

Remonstrances burst forth. Bancel, young, glowing, eloquent, impetuous, overflowing with self-confidence, cried out that we ought not to look at the shortcomings of the Constitution, but at the enormity of the crime which had been committed, the flagrant treason, the violated oath; he declared that we might have voted against the Constitution in the Constituent Assembly, and yet defend it to-day in the presence of an usurper; that this was logical, and that many amongst us were in this position.

Bancel and Versigny had rejoined me. As I left the Boulevards, mingled with the whirl of the terrified crowd, not knowing where I was going, returning towards the centre of Paris, a voice suddenly whispered in my ear, "There is something over there which you ought to see." I recognized the voice. It was the voice of E.P.

It was quite dark. Bancel and Versigny left me. "Les Châtiments." I came back to my lodging, 19, Rue Richelieu. The massacre seemed to be at an end; the fusillades were heard no longer. As I was about to knock at the door I hesitated for a moment; a man was there who seemed to be waiting. I went straight up to this man, and I said to him, "You seem to be waiting for somebody?" He answered, "Yes."