It seemed to him an act of the extremest folly to leave so dangerous an enemy alive.
"He would hunt us all down," he said to himself, "Elise and I, this poor lad and the girl, to say nothing of the Englishman and the girl's sisters.

Well, we shall see.

I am risking my head in this business, and I mean to have my say." Having made all his arrangements, Harry returned to his attic and lay down there until evening, having before he went in purchased a sword.

At seven o'clock he placed his pistols in his bosom, girded on his sword, which would attract no attention, for half the rabble of Paris carried weapons, and then set out for the Place de Carrousel.

At half-past seven his friend the coachman drew up.
"Ah, here you are!" he said.