CHAPTER XXXIV.
_The Baron makes a speech to the National Assembly, and drives out all the members--Routs the fishwomen and the National Guards--Pursues the whole rout into a Church, where he defeats the National Assembly, &c., with Rousseau, Voltaire, and Beelzebub at their head, and liberates Marie Antoinette and the Royal Family._ Passing through Switzerland on my return from India, I was informed that several of the German nobility had been deprived of the honours and immunities of their French estates.

I heard of the sufferings of the amiable Marie Antoinette, and swore to avenge every look that had threatened her with insult.

I went to the cavern of these Anthropophagi, assembled to debate, and gracefully putting the hilt of my sword to my lips--"I swear," cried I, "by the sacred cross of my sword, that if you do not instantly reinstate your king and his nobility, and your injured queen, I will cut the one half of you to pieces." On which the President, taking up a leaden inkstand, flung it at my head.

I stooped to avoid the blow, and rushing to the tribunal seized the Speaker, who was fulminating against the Aristocrats, and taking the creature by one leg, flung him at the President.

I laid about me most nobly, drove them all out of the house, and locking the doors put the key in my pocket.
I then went to the poor king, and making my obeisance to him--"Sire," said I, "your enemies have all fled.