Bands of insurgents would certainly scour the country and cut off all communications.

Granoux announced, with a terrified look, that the mayor was without any news.

Some people even asserted that blood had been shed at Marseilles, and that a formidable revolution had broken out in Paris.

Commander Sicardot, enraged at the cowardice of the bourgeois, vowed he would die at the head of his men.
On Sunday the 7th the terror reached a climax.

Already at six o'clock the yellow drawing-room, where a sort of reactionary committee sat _en permanence_, was crowded with pale, trembling men, who conversed in undertones, as though they were in a chamber of death.