At once there was a hue and cry; Napoleon was summoned from his retreat, and dragged before his teacher.
"Ah, miserable one!" cried the master.

"And is it you again?
You have perhaps killed your fellow-student.

You will yet end in the Bastille, or on the block.

Take him away, until we see what shall be the result of the last ill-doing of this wicked one." "When one plays the spy and the bully one must expect retribution," said Napoleon loftily.

"This Bouquet is a rascal who will be more likely to end in the Bastille than I, who did but defend my own." This language, of course, did not help matters; so into the school-cage, or punishment "lock-up" for the school-boy offenders, young Napoleon was at once hurried, without an opportunity for explanation or protest..