Retrace your steps.

We are returning to the old _rendezvous_ in the Rue Blanche.

I have been looking for you to tell you this." A cab was passing; Charamaule hailed the driver.

We jumped in, followed by the crowd, shouting, "Vive la Republique! Vive Victor Hugo!" It appears that just at that moment a squadron of _sergents de ville_ arrived on the Boulevard to arrest me.

The coachman drove off at full speed.