I came here with my cousin, and shall leave with him." "Well, sir, if it must be, it must." "But what is that you fear, Pierre ?" "When one is in a town, sir, with Catharine de Medici, and her son Anjou, and the Guises, there is always something to fear.

Guise is the idol of the mob of Paris, who have always shown themselves ready to attack the Huguenots.

He has but to hold up his finger, and they would be swarming on us like bees." "But there are troops in the town, Pierre, and the king would punish Paris heavily, were it to insult his guests." "The king is a weathercock, and goes whichever way the wind blows, monsieur--today he is with the Admiral, tomorrow he may be with the Guises.
"At any rate, I have taken my precautions.

I quite understand that, if the danger is foreseen, you will all rally round the Admiral and try to fight your way out of Paris.

But if it comes suddenly there will be no time for this.