being stationed out of
reach, beyond the Pont Tournant, which is raised, and behind the wooden
fence separating the Carrousel from the palace. Kept in its position by
its orders, merely serving as a stationary piece of scenery, employed
against itself unbeknown to itself,[34157] it can do no more than let
the factionists act who serve as its advanced guard.--Early in
the morning the vestibules, stairs and passages in the hall of the
convention have been invaded by the frequenters of the galleries and
the women under pay. The commandant of the post, with his officers, have
been confined by "men with moustaches," armed with sabers and pistols;
the legal guard has been replaced with an extraordinary guard,[34158]
and the deputies are prisoners. If one of them is obliged to go out for
a moment, it is under the supervision of four fusiliers, "who conduct
him, wait for him, and bring him back."[34159] Others, in trying to look
out the windows, are aimed at; the venerable Dussaulx is struck, and
Boissy d'Anglas, seized by the throat, returns with his cravat and
shirt all in shreds. For six hours by the clock the Convention is under
arrest, and when the decree is passed, ordering the removal of the armed
force bearing upon it, Henriot replies to the officer who notifies him
of it: "Tell your damned president that he and his Assembly may go to
hell. If he don't surrender the Twenty-two in an hour, I'll send him
there!"[34160]

In the hall the majority, abandoned by its recognized guides and its
favorite spokesmen, grows more and more feeble from hour to hour.
Brissot, Petion, Guadet, Gensonne, Buzot, Salle, Grangeneuve, and
others, two-thirds of the Twenty-two, kept away by their friends,
remain at home.[34161] Vergniaud, who had come, remains silent, and then
leaves; the "Mountain," probably, gaining by his absence, allows him to
pass out. Four other Girondists who remain in the Assembly to the end,
Isnard, Dussaulx, Lauthenas, and Fauchet, consent to resign; when the
generals give up their swords, the soldiers soon lay down their arms.
Lanjuinais, alone, who is not a Girondist, but a Catholic and Breton,
speaks like a man against this outrageous attack on the nation's
representatives They rush at him and assail him in the tribune; the
butcher, Legendre, simulating "the cleaver's blow," cries out to him,
"Come down or I'll knock you down! A group of Montagnards spring forward
to help Legendre, and one of them claps a pistol to