rd Quinet, Victor Chauffour, General Laidet, Pascal Duprat, Versigny,
Antony Thouret, Thiers, Girardin, and Remusat. Four Representatives,
Mathe, Greppo, Marc-Dufraisse, and Richardet, were added to the list of
the "expelled." Representative Miot was reserved for the tortures of the
casemates of Africa. Thus in addition to the massacres, the victory of
the _coup d'etat_ was paid for by these figures: eighty-eight
Representatives proscribed, one killed.

I usually dined at Brussels in a cafe, called the Cafe des Mille
Colonnes, which was frequented by the exiles. On the 10th of January I
had invited Michel de Bourges to lunch, and we were sitting at the same
table. The waiter brought me the _Moniteur Francais_; I glanced over it.

"Ah," said I, "here is the list of the proscribed." I ran my eye over it,
and I said to Michel de Bourges, "I have a piece of bad news to tell
you." Michel de Bourges turned pale. I added, "You are not on the list."
His face brightened.

Michel de Bourges, so dauntless in the face of death, was faint-hearted
in the face of exile.

CHAPTER VIII.

DAVID D'ANGERS

Brutalities and ferocities were mingled together. The great sculptor,
David d'Angers, was arrested in his own house, 16, Rue d'Assas; the
Commissary of Police on entering, said to him,--

"Have you any arms in your house?"

"Yes," Said David, "for my defence."

And he added,--

"If I had to deal with civilized people."

"Where are these arms?" rejoined the Commissary. "Let us see them."

David showed him his studio full of masterpieces.

They placed him in a _fiacre_, and drove him to the station-house of the
Prefecture of Police.

Although there was only space for 120 prisoners, there were 700 there.
David was the twelfth in a dungeon intended for two. No light nor air. A
narrow ventilation hole above their heads. A dreadful tub in a corner,
common to all, covered but not closed by a wooden lid. At noon they
brought them soup, a sort of warm and stinking water, David told me. They
stood leaning against the wall, and trampled upon the mattresses which
had been thrown on the floor, not having room to lie down on them. At
length, however, they pressed so closely to each other, that they
succeeded in lying down at full length. Their jailers had thrown them
some blankets. Some of them slept. At day break the bolts creaked, the
door was half-opened and the jailers cried out to them, "Get up!" They
went into the adjoi