proceed all together to the Salle Roysin.

I found only Madame Landrin in the Rue des Moulins. It was thought that

the house was denounced and watched, and my colleagues had changed their

quarters to No. 7, Rue Villedo, the house of the ex-Constituent Leblond,

legal adviser to the Workmen's Association. Jules Favre had passed the

night there. Madame Landrin was breakfasting. She offered me a place by

her side, but time pressed. I carried off a morsel of bread, and left.

At No. 7, Rue Villedo, the maid-servant who opened the door to me

ushered me into a room where were Carnot, Michel de Bourges, Jules

Favre, and the master of the house, our former colleague, Constituent

Leblond.

"I have a carriage downstairs," I said to them; "the rendezvous is at

the Salle Roysin in the Faubourg St. Antoine; let us go."

This, however, was not their opinion. According to them the attempts

made on the previous evening in the Faubourg St. Antoine had revealed

this portion of the situation; they sufficed; it was useless to persist;

it was obvious that the working-class districts would not rise; we must

turn to the side of the tradesmen's districts, renounce our attempt to

rouse the extremities of the city, and agitate the centre. We were the

Committee of Resistance, the soul of the insurrection; if we were to go

to the Faubourg St. Antoine, which was occupied by a considerable force,

we should give ourselves up to Louis Bonaparte. They reminded me of what

I myself had said on the subject the previous evening in the Rue

Blanche. We must immediately organize the insurrection against the coup

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