For as it was here, so it was in a dozen other quarters.
Quickly as they streamed out--and to have issued more quickly would have been impossible--fiercely as they pushed and fought and clove their way, Tignonville was of the foremost.

And for a moment, seeing the street clear before him and almost empty, the Huguenot thought that he might do something.

He might outstrip the stream of rapine, he might carry the alarm; at worst he might reach his betrothed before harm befell her.

But when he had sped fifty yards, his heart sank.

True, none passed him; but under the spell of the alarm-bell the stones themselves seemed to turn to men.