He was silent again.
"If we must meet enemies, I like those better who attack us in the broad day and in front, than those who wish to destroy us in the dark and from behind."
"Well, madame, it is for you to decide; either go and meet the people, or beat a retreat into the Assembly Hall."
"Beat a retreat? Are we so deprived of defenders that we must retreat before we have tried the exchange of shots?"
"Perhaps you will take the report, before you come to a conclusion, of some competent authority who knows the forces you have to dispose of?"
"Weber, bring me one of the principal officers—Maillardet, or Chesnaye, or—" she stopped on the point of saying "the Count of Charny."
Weber went out.
"If your majesty were to step up to the window, you would be able to judge for yourself."
With visible repugnance the lady took the few steps to the window, and, parting the curtains, saw the Carrousel Square, and the royal yard as well, crowded with ragged men bearing pikes.