"We are not in such bad case as you supposed, gentlemen," he said to them; "there is an intention of crushing the public; it is for me to defend it from oppression; to-morrow before midday I shall be master of Paris." For some time past the coadjutor had been laboring to make himself popular in Paris; the general excitement was only waiting to break out, and when the chancellor's carriage appeared in the streets in the morning, on the way to the Palace of Justice, the people, secretly worked upon during the night, all at once took up arms again.

The chancellor had scarcely time to seek refuge in the Hotel de Luynes; the mob rushed in after him, pillaging and destroying the furniture, whilst the chancellor, flying for refuge into a small chamber, and believing his last hour had come, was confessing to his brother, the Bishop of Meaux.
He was not discovered, and the crowd moved off in another direction.

"It was like a sudden and violent conflagration lighted up from the Pont Neuf over the whole city.

Everybody without exception took up arms.

Children of five and six years of age were seen dagger in hand; and the mothers themselves carried them.