CHAPTER XXIX
DANTON’S RIDERS
About half way of the journey through the City, Jacques-Forget-Not and his men take up a stand in front of the onrushing cavalry.
They wave orders and prohibitions.
They yell to the horsemen to draw rein.
Resistlessly the troopers keep their careering course––the talk and gestures are but as the East Wind to tensed Danton, stern-set Captain, and the rest.
Forget-Not’s tribe escape the deadly horse hoofs by quick side jumps.
Within the next few minutes––even while the head executioner is making the little victim ready––Danton and his riders reach the barrier on the Guillotine side of Paris. Orders had already been received to close the gates at the cavalry’s approach.