Lead on." The rest of that afternoon and evening was to Barker and Lambert a nightmare, which they could not properly realise or recall.

The King, with his coat on the wrong way, went towards the streets that were awaiting him, and the old Kensington Palace which was the Royal residence.

As he passed small groups of men, the groups turned into crowds, and gave forth sounds which seemed strange in welcoming an autocrat.

Barker walked behind, his brain reeling, and, as the crowds grew thicker and thicker, the sounds became more and more unusual.

And when he had reached the great market-place opposite the church, Barker knew that he had reached it, though he was roods behind, because a cry went up such as had never before greeted any of the kings of the earth..