He continued: "Now, Citizen Victor Hugo, if a movement takes place to-night in the Faubourg St. Marceau, will you head it? Do you consent?"
"Yes."
"Have you your scarf of office?"
I half drew it out of my pocket. His eyes glistened with joy.
"Excellent," said he. "The Citizen has his pistols, the Representative his scarf. All are armed."
I questioned him. "Are you sure of your movement for to-night?"
He answered me, "We have prepared it, and we reckon to be there."
"In that case," said I, "as soon as the first barricade is constructed I will be behind it. Come and fetch me."
"Where?"
"Wherever I may be."