I was for the moment the luckier of the two.
While we were spending our time in a somewhat vagabond way, -- [It was before the 20th of June that in our frequent excursions around Paris we went to St.Cyr to see his sister Marianne (Elisa).
We returned to dine alone at Trianon .-- Bourrienne.]-- the 20th of June arrived.

We met by appointment at a restaurateur's in the Rue St.Honore, near the Palais Royal, to take one of our daily rambles.

On going out we saw approaching, in the direction of the market, a mob, which Bonaparte calculated at five or six thousand men.
They were all in rags, ludicrously armed with weapons of every description, and were proceeding hastily towards the Tuilleries, vociferating all kinds of gross abuse.

It was a collection of all that was most vile and abject in the purlieus of Paris.

"Let us follow the mob," said Bonaparte.