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ere sudden rushes backwards and forwards。 Threats and cries mingled with the songs。
〃Murder！ Murder！ 。 。 。 It is Chatillon we want！ Murder！ Murder！〃
And in the gloomy alley the more prudent kept saying； 〃Don't push。〃 Among these latter； in the darkness； his lofty figure rising above the moving crowd； his broad shoulders and robust body noticeable among the trampled limbs and crushed sides of the rest； stood the Prince des Boscenos； calm； immovable； and placid。 Serenely and indulgently he waited。 In the mean time； as the exit was opened at regular intervals between the ranks of the police； the pressure of elbows against the chests of those around the prince diminished and people began to breathe again。
〃You see we shall soon be able to go out；〃 said that kindly giant； with a pleasant smile。 〃Time and patience 。 。 。〃
He took a cigar from his case； raised it to his lips and struck a match。 Suddenly； in the light of the match； he saw Princess Anne； his wife； clasped in Count Clena's arms。 At this sight he rushed towards them； striking both them and those around with his cane。 He was disarmed； though not without difficulty； but he could not be separated from his opponent。 And whilst the fainting princess was lifted from arm to arm to her carriage over the excited and curious crowd； the two men still fought furiously。 Prince des Boscenos lost his hat； his eye…glass； his cigar； his necktie； and his portfolio full of private letters and political correspondence； he even lost the miraculous medals that he had received from the good Father Cornemuse。 But he gave his opponent so terrible a kick in the stomach that the unfortunate Count was knocked through an iron grating and went； head foremost； through a glass door and into a coal…shed。
Attracted by the struggle and the cries of those around； the police rushed towards the prince； who furiously resisted them。 He stretched three of them gasping at his feet and put seven others to flight； with； respectively； a broken jaw； a split lip； a nose pouring blood； a fractured skull； a torn ear； a dislocated collar…bone； and broken ribs。 He fell； however； and was dragged bleeding and disfigured； with his clothes in rags； to the nearest police…station； where； jumping about and bellowing； he spent the night。
At daybreak groups of demonstrators went about the town singing； 〃It is Chatillon we want；〃 and breaking the windows of the houses in which the Ministers of the Republic lived。
VI。 THE EMIRAL'S FALL
That night marked the culmination of the Dracophil movement。 The Royalists had no longer any doubt of its triumph。 Their chiefs sent congratulations to Prince Crucho by wireless telegraphy。 Their ladies embroidered scarves and slippers for him。 M。 de Plume had found the green horse。
The pious Agaric shared the common hope。 But he still worked to win partisans for the Pretender。 They ought； he said； to lay their foundations upon the bed…rock。
With this design he had an interview with three Trade Union workmen。
In these times the artisans no longer lived； as in the days of the Draconides； under the government of corporations。 They were free； but they had no assured pay。 After having remained isolated from each other for a long time； without help and without support； they had formed themselves into unions。 The coffers of the unions were empty； as it was not the habit of the unionists to pay their subscriptions。 There were unions numbering thirty thousand members； others with a thousand； five hundred； two hundred； and so forth。 Several numbered two or three members only； or even a few less。 But as the lists of adherents were not published； it was not easy to distinguish the great unions from the small ones。
After some dark and indirect steps the pious Agaric was put into communication in a room in the Moulin de la Galette； with comrades Dagobert； Tronc； and Balafille； the secretaries of three unions of which the first numbered fourteen members； the second twenty…four； and the third only one。 Agaric showed extreme cleverness at this interview。
〃Gentlemen；〃 said he； 〃you and I have not； in most respects； the same political and social views； but there are points in which we may come to an understanding。 We have a common enemy。 The government exploits you and despises us。 Help us to overthrow it； we will supply you with the means so far as we are able； and you can in addition count on our gratitude。〃
〃Fork out the tin；〃 said Dagobert。
The Reverend Father placed on the table a bag which the distiller of Conils had given him with tears in his eyes。
〃Done！〃 said the three companions。
Thus was the solemn compact sealed。
As soon as the monk had departed； carrying with him the joy of having won over the masses to his cause； Dagobert； Tronc； and Balafille whistled to their wives； Amelia； Queenie； and Matilda； who were waiting in the street for the signal； and all six holding each other's hands； danced around the bag； singing：
J'ai du bon pognon； Tu n'l'auras pas Chatillon！ Hou！ Hou！ la calotte！
And they ordered a salad…bowl full of warm wine。
In the evening all six went through the street from stall to stall singing their new song。 The song became popular； for the detectives reported that every day showed an increase of the number of workpeople who sang through the slums：
J'ai du bon pognon； Tu n'l'auras pas Chatillon！ Hou！ Hou！ la calotte！
The Dracophil agitation made no progress in the provinces。 The pious Agaric sought to find the cause of this； but was unable to discover it until old Cornemuse revealed it to him。
〃I have proofs；〃 sighed the monk of Conils； 〃that the Duke of Ampoule； the treasurer of the Dracophils； has brought property in Porpoisia with the funds that he received for the propaganda。〃
The party wanted money。 Prince des Boscenos had lost his portfolio in a brawl and he was reduced to painful expedients which were repugnant to his impetuous character。 The Viscountess Olive was expensive。 Cornemuse advised that the monthly allowance of that lady should be diminished。
〃She is very useful to us；〃 objected the pious Agaric。
〃Undoubtedly；〃 answered Cornemuse； 〃but she does us an injury by ruining us。〃
A schism divided the Dracophils。 Misunderstandings reigned in their councils。 Some wished that in accordance with the policy of M。 Bigourd and the pious Agaric； they should carry on the design of reforming the Republic。 Others； wearied by their long constraint； had resolved to proclaim the Dragon's crest and swore to conquer beneath that sign。
The latter urged the advantage of a clear situation and the impossibility of making a pretence much longer； and in truth； the public began to see whither the agitation was tending and that the Emiral's partisans wanted to destroy the very foundations of the Republic。
A report was spread that the prince was to land at La Cirque and make his entry into Alca on a green horse。
These rumours excited the fanatical monks； delighted the poor nobles； satisfied the rich Jewish ladies； and put hope in the hearts of the small traders。 But very few of them were inclined to purchase these benefits at the price of a social catastrophe and the overthrow of the public credit； and there were fewer still who would have risked their money； their peace； their liberty； or a single hour from their pleasures in the business。 On the other hand； the workmen held themselves ready； as ever； to give a day's work to the Republic； and a strong resistance was being formed in the suburbs。
〃The people are with us；〃 the pious Agaric used to say。
However； men； women； and children； when leaving their factories； used to shout with one voice：
A bas Chatillon！ Hou！ Hou！ la calotte！
As for the government； it showed the weakness； indecision； flabbiness； and heedlessness common to all governments； and from which none has ever departed without falling into arbitrariness and violence。 In three words it knew nothing； wanted nothing； and would do nothing。 Formose； shut in his presidential palace； remained blind； dumb； deaf； huge； invisible； wrapped up in his pride as in an eider…down。
Count Olive advised the Dracophils to make a last appeal for funds and to attempt a great stroke while Alca was still in a ferment。
An executive committee； which he himself had chosen； decided to kidnap the members of the Chamber of Deputies； and considered ways and means。
The affair was fixed for the twenty…eighth of July。 On that day the sun rose radiantly over the city。 In front of the legislative palace women passed to market with their baskets； hawkers cried their peaches； pears； and grapes； cab horses with their noses in their bags munched their hay。 Nobody expected anything； not because the secret had been kept but because it met with nothing but unbelievers。 Nobody believed in a revolution； and from this fact we may conclude that nobody desired one。 About two o'clock the deputies began to pass； few and unnoticed； through the side…door of the palace。 At three o'clock a few groups of badly dressed men had formed。 At half past three black masses coming from the adjacent streets spread over Revolution Square。 This vast expanse was soon covered by an ocean of soft hats； and the crowd of demon