The Frenchmen had had enough. They broke and ran. Some rushed fordoorways and threw themselves within, many scurried into the Rue des TresPigeons, others madly fought their way into Morier Lane.

At this moment the door of the watchmaker's shop opened and the littlegirl who had been seen at the window ran into the square, calling out:"Ro! Ro!" It was Guida Landresse.