hat purpose. The wretched Cuissa, now in their hands, who indeed lost
his life this night, answered trembling, That he remembered the fact
well, but could not tell what was become of Lamotte. Determined to find
Lamotte and confront him with Cuissa, they rummaged, along with this
latter, through various other apartments; but without effect, for we
heard them say: "Come search among the corpses then: for, nom de Dieu!
we must find where he is."

'At this time, I heard Louis Bardy, the Abbe Bardy's name called: he was
brought out; and directly massacred, as I learnt. He had been accused,
along with his concubine, five or six years before, of having murdered
and cut in pieces his own Brother, Auditor of the Chambre des Comptes at
Montpelier; but had by his subtlety, his dexterity, nay his eloquence,
outwitted the judges, and escaped.

'One may fancy what terror these words, "Come search among the corpses
then," had thrown me into. I saw nothing for it now but resigning
myself to die. I wrote my last-will; concluding it by a petition and
adjuration, that the paper should be sent to its address. Scarcely had I
quitted the pen, when there came two other men in uniform; one of them,
whose arm and sleeve up to the very shoulder, as well as the sabre,
were covered with blood, said, He was as weary as a hodman that had been
beating plaster.

'Baudin de la Chenaye was called; sixty years of virtues could not save
him. They said, "A l'Abbaye:" he passed the fatal outer-gate; gave a
cry of terror, at sight of the heaped corpses; covered his eyes with
his hands, and died of innumerable wounds. At every new opening of the
grate, I thought I should hear my own name called, and see Rossignol
enter.

'I flung off my nightgown and cap; I put on a coarse unwashed shirt, a
worn frock without waistcoat, an old round hat; these things I had sent
for, some days ago, in the fear of what might happen.

'The rooms of this corridor had been all emptied but ours. We were four
together; whom they seemed to have forgotten: we addressed our prayers
in common to the Eternal to be delivered from this peril.

'Baptiste the turnkey came up by himself, to see us. I took him by the
hands; I conjured him to save us; promised him a hundred louis, if he
would conduct me home. A noise coming from the grates made him hastily
withdraw.

'It was the noise of some dozen or fifteen men, armed to the teeth; as
we, lying flat to escape being seen, could see fro