This officer was doing his duty in fulfilling his chief's commands; let us do ours by dying, if necessary, for our country and the preservation of our rights.' "'Vive la liberte! vive la liberte!' shouted the crowd.

'He is right; the officer was doing his duty.

It would be assassination!' exclaimed numerous voices.
"'Thanks, Marillac,' said Bergenheim to me, as I took his hand to lead him away, availing ourselves of the effect of my harangue; 'but do not press me so hard, for I really believe that my right arm is broken; only for that, I should ask you to return me my sword that I might show this rabble that they can not kill a Bergenheim as they would a chicken.' "'Let him cry: Vive la Charte!' roared out a man, with a ferocious face.
"'I receive orders from nobody,' Christian replied, in a very loud voice, as he glared at him with eyes which would have put a rhinoceros to flight." "Your husband is really a very brave man," said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil, addressing Clemence.
"Brave as an old warrior.

This time he pushed his courage to the verge of imprudence; I do not know what the result might have been if the crowd had not been dispersed a second time by the approach of the lancers, who were returning through the boulevard.

I led Bergenheim into a cafe; fortunately, his arm was only sprained." Just at this moment Marillac's story was interrupted by a sound of voices and hurried steps.
The door opened suddenly, and Aline burst into the room with her usual impetuosity.
"What has happened to you, Aline ?" exclaimed Madame de Bergenheim, hurrying to her sister's side.