"Citizen Representatives," he said, "the regiment is no longer there.

The street is free." The regiment, which had probably come from the Popincourt barracks close at hand, had occupied the street opposite the blind alley for more than half an hour, and then had returned to the barracks.

Had they judged the attack inopportune or dangerous at night in that narrow blind alley, and in the centre of this formidable Popincourt district, where the insurrection had so long held its own in June, 1848?
It appeared certain that the soldiers had searched several houses in the neighborhood.
According to details which we learned subsequently, we were followed after leaving No.

2, Quai Jemmapes, by an agent of police, who saw us enter the house where a M.Cornet was lodging, and who at once proceeded to the Prefecture to denounce our place of refuge to his chiefs.

The regiment sent to arrest us surrounded the house, ransacked it from attic to cellar, found nothing, and went away.
This quasi-synonym of Cornet and Cournet lead misled the bloodhounds of the _coup d'etat_.