"Adieu, General!"
He kept hold of my arm.
"Don't get yourself killed...."
"I will try not."
"In any case, no matter how things turn out, manage to let me see you again."
"I can't promise you that, General, unless...."
"Come, come," the general said; "au revoir!"
And he went into his house.
I ran off to Étienne Arago, No. 10 rue de Grammont. All the Revolutionary leaders were gathered at his house. The day had been a hard one, but, thanks to Joubert's library, to Charles Teste's Petite-Jacobinière and to Coste, who had spent between three and four thousand francs in buying bread and wine to distribute among the fighters, the insurrection had spread to all parts of the town. I told Étienne I had seen the general and reported what he had said, word for word.
"Come, let us go to the National!" he said.