He had scarcely entered the Hotel de la Mule-Blanche, whither a large number of the wounded had been taken, when a band of insurgents, chased by the soldiers like a herd of cattle, once more rushed into the esplanade.

The man with the sabre had fled; it was the last contingents from the country who were being exterminated.

There was a terrible massacre.

In vain did Colonel Masson and the prefect, Monsieur de Bleriot, overcome by pity, order a retreat.

The infuriated soldiers continued firing upon the mass, and pinning isolated fugitives to the walls with their bayonets.