After a long and anxious consultation, the honest burgomaster and his associates all went home to their beds, hoping that the threatening flame of civil tumult would die out of itself, or perhaps that their dreams would supply them with that wisdom which seemed denied to their waking hours.
In the morning, as it was known that no precaution had been taken, the audacity of the Reformers was naturally increased.

Within the cathedral a great crowd was at an early hour collected, whose savage looks and ragged appearance denoted that the day and night were not likely to pass away so peacefully as the last.

The same taunts and imprecations were hurled at the image of the Virgin; the same howling of the beggars' cry resounded through the lofty arches.

For a few hours, no act of violence was committed, but the crowd increased.

A few trifles, drifting, as usual, before the event, seemed to indicate the approaching convulsion.