The army of the Fronde fought with fury.

"I did not see a Prince of Conde," Turenne used to say; "I saw more than a dozen." The king's soldiers had entered the houses, thus turning the barricades; Marshal Ferte had just arrived with the artillery, and was sweeping Rue St.Antoine.

The princes' army was about to be driven back to the foot of the walls of Paris, when the cannon of the Bastille, replying all on a sudden to the volleys of the royal troops, came like a thunderbolt on M.
de Turenne; the Porte St.Antoine opened, and the Parisians, under arms, fringing the streets, protected the return of the rebel army.

Mdlle.

de Montpensier had taken the command of the city of Paris.
For a week past the Duke of Orleans had been ill, or pretended to be; he refused to give any order.