Sunday came again.

Again the churches of the capital were thronged by hundreds of thousands.

The Declaration was read nowhere except at the very few places where it had been read the week before.

The minister who had officiated at the chapel in Saint James's Palace had been turned out of his situation, and a more obsequious divine appeared with the paper in his hand: but his agitation was so great that he could not articulate.
In truth the feeling of the whole nation had now become such as none but the very best and noblest, or the very worst and basest, of mankind could without much discomposure encounter.

[370] Even the King stood aghast for a moment at the violence of the tempest which he had raised.