Should M.de Talaru try to rebuild it they will return with three hundred armed men, and tear it away the second time.
For those who are most compromised Paris is the nearest refuge.

For the poorest and most exasperated, the door of nomadic life stands wide open.

Bands rise up around the capital, just as in countries where human society has not yet been formed, or has ceased to exist.

During the first two weeks of May[1204] near Villejuif a band of five or six hundred vagabonds strive to force Bicetre and approach Saint-Cloud.

They arrive from thirty, forty, and sixty leagues off, from Champagne, from Lorraine, from the whole circuit of country devastated by the hailstorm.
All hover around Paris and are there engulfed as in a sewer, the unfortunate along with criminals, some to find work, others to beg and to rove about under the injurious prompting of hunger and the rumors of the public thoroughfares.