"I am a cloth merchant."
"In what quarter?"
"St. Denis Street."
"What say they of the Emperor among the merchants of St. Denis Street? Answer me without hunting for phrases."
At that moment a new cry burst from the throng below and reached the ears of Napoleon:
"Down with the Bourbons!"
"Down with the traitors!"
"Arms! Arms! To the frontiers!"
"The Emperor, long live the Emperor!"
"Again?" said Napoleon, shrugging his shoulders; and then to Lebrenn, "Well, what do they say of me in St. Denis Street?"