The carriages had already been taken to the stables, and the news of a halt for twenty-four hours was not less agreeable to us, who had been marching seven or eight leagues under a burning sun, than it was to the royal family, when the National Guards from the adjacent towns and villages, who filled the hotels and cafés, rushed into the place, crying “Aristocrats! Traitors!” and saying that the royal family were far too near the frontier to be allowed to halt. In consequence, they ordered the immediate departure of the King and his family. The King, having informed himself of the cause of the tumult, said, with his usual impassibility, “Very well; let us go.” The Queen then reappeared on the balcony holding her son by the hand. She pointed out the National Guards to him, saying some words in a whisper. An inhabitant of St. Menehould, who was at an adjoining window, assured me that the following were the words that she spoke. “Do you see those blue toads? It is they who wish us to set out!” It is needless to say that the National Guards wore the blue uniform. As the royal family crossed the hall of the Hotel de Ville, into which opened the door of the chapel, where the prisoners had heard mass, the Queen perceiving the captives, distributed among them five louis—the King ten. At two o’clock the carriages started for Châlons. From the time that the King had been recognised he took the place of honor in the vehicle. MM. de Malden, de Moustier, and de Valory, sat on the box, but they were not strapped to it as some people have said. Not a single shout for the King, except that which Dampierre uttered, as we have before mentioned, was used at either his arrival or departure. The only shouts raised were “Vive la nation!” “Vivent les patriotes!” About nine or ten in the morning the Comte de Haus arrived at St. Menehould, exasperated by the news of the arrest of the King. Many persons had heard him say, “The King is arrested! We are all lost! But the King shall know that he still has some faithful subjects!” I have said that, after speaking to me, I had seen him go round to the side of the horse-pond. As the royal carriage passed, he presented arms to the august prisoners, after the fashion of a sentinel. The King recognised him, pointed him out to the Queen, and returned his salute. M. Dampierre then put his horse to a gallop, and disappeared at the Rue de l’Abreuvoir so as to get in advance of the King’s carriage, stopped in the most public part of the town, at the corner of the Rue de l’Abreuvoir, and presented arms afresh. The King saluted him a third time. Then pushing his horse through the crowd on the side where I was, he approached the carriage. It was going at this time up the Fleurion at a foot pace.