"Fou" gave some trouble to the officials. I think he fainted, but
at all events his conveyance from the carriage to the caserne needed
the conjoined efforts of our escort, and some commotion was caused
by his appearance among the crowd assembled to see us. Clearly
the crowd was sympathetic with us and hostile to the military.
I particularly noticed one woman who pressed forward as "Fou" was
being carried into the station, and who loudly called on all present
to note his feeble condition and the barbarity of arresting a witless
creature such as he. At that moment C. laid his hand on my arm and
whispered: "Now is our time; the guards are all occupied with 'Fou;'
we are left alone for a minute; let us jump out of the carriage
and run!" As he said this he opened the carriage door on the side
opposite to the caserne and alighted in the street. I instantly
followed, and the people favoring us, we pressed through them and
fled at the top of our speed down the road. As we ran I espied a
pathway winding up a hillside away from the town, and cried, "Let
us go up there; let us get away from the street!" C. answered,
"No, no; they would see us there immediately at that height, the
path is too conspicuous. Our best safety is to lose ourselves in
the town. We may throw them off our track by winding in and out
of the streets." Just then a little child, playing in the road,
got in our way, and nearly threw us down as we ran. We had to pause
a moment to recover ourselves. "That child may have cost us our
lives," whispered C., breathlessly. A second afterwards we reached
the bottom of the street which branched off right and left. I
hesitated a moment; then we both turned to the right. As we did so--
in the twinkling of an eye--we found ourselves in the midst of a
group of soldiers coming round the corner. I ran straight into
the arms of one of them, who the same instant knew me and seized
me by throat and waist with a grip of iron. This was a horrible