Scarcely had he spoken when another cavalier appeared, riding furiously also, and who cried out as he approached:
“Antragues, what are you doing among all these bourgeois?”
“Livarot!” cried Antragues. “Mon Dieu, you are welcome; Montjoie and St. Denis, to the rescue!”
“I heard four hours ago that you were before me, and I have been trying to catch you. But what is the matter; do they want to massacre you?”
“Yes, they will neither let me in nor out.”
“Gentlemen!” said Livarot, “will you please to step either to the right or left, and let us pass.”
“They insult us! kill them!” cried the people.
“Oh! this is Angers’ manners!” said Livarot, drawing his sword.
“Yes, you see; unluckily, there are so many of them.”
“If there were but three of us!”