Now the air was vibrant with the voice of the multitude itself, raised in anger.

Here and there men were fighting with canes and fists; everywhere a fierce excitement raged, and the gendarmes sent thither by the King's Lieutenant to restore and maintain order were so much helpless flotsam in that tempestuous human ocean.
There were cries of "To the Palais! To the Palais! Down with the assassins! Down with the nobles! To the Palais!" An artisan who stood shoulder to shoulder with him in the press enlightened Andre-Louis on the score of the increased excitement.
"They've shot him dead.

His body is lying there where it fell at the foot of the statue.

And there was another student killed not an hour ago over there by the cathedral works.

Pardi! If they can't prevail in one way they'll prevail in another." The man was fiercely emphatic.