Half an hour passed, and she did not arrive. What detained her? The Queen was lost. She maintained that the Wicket de l’Echelle was to the right. The third garde, not knowing Paris well, yielded to the Queen’s certainty, though he fancied that it was to the left. They therefore left by the wicket at the water’s side; got confused on the quays; crossed the bridge; walked down the Rue du Bac, where the Queen was forced to acknowledge her error, as they had completely lost their way. The garde was compelled to inquire the way to the Wicket de l’Echelle. They had to cross the Place de Carrousel a second time. Under the arch, they found themselves face to face with some lacqueys, carrying torches, and escorting a carriage which was approaching at a trot. The Queen had just time to turn her face to the wall, in order to avoid being recognised. She had recognised Lafayette. The garde came to the front, in order to the more effectually screen her. But she struck the wheels of the carriage with the little cane that ladies carried at that period, saying, “Go to, gaoler!—I am out of thy power.” This is but a tradition; the garde says, on the contrary, that the Queen was so frightened, that she dropped his arm and fled, but that he ran after her, took her by the hand, and drew her back. They crossed the Carrousel at full speed, passed the Wicket de l’Echelle, and at last saw the carriage which was awaiting them. M. de Fersen assisted the Queen into the vehicle, and she sank into her seat by the side of the King, trembling with fear. M. de Fersen had stopped a voiture, for the accommodation of the three gardes du corps. They jumped into it, telling the driver to follow the other vehicle. M. de Fersen, who knew not Paris much better than the garde du corps, who had followed the Queen, fearing to get lost in the streets, went to Faubourg St. Honoré, along the length of the Tuileries. Thence, he soon found his way to the barrière of Clichy. A few paces before the house of Mr. Crawford, the gardes du corps got down, paid and dismissed their vehicle, and took their places behind the other. The travelling berlin was ready when they arrived. The change was effected. M. de Fersen overturned his carriage in a ditch, then mounted on the box of the berlin. One of his men mounted a horse, and conducted them to Daumont. They took at least an hour to arrive at Bondy. All progressed capitally. At Bondy, they found the two _femmes-de-chambre_, who were to have awaited them at Claye. It appeared that they came in a cabriolet, expecting to find at Bondy a post-chaise; but there were none, so they had struck a bargain with the postmaster for a cabriolet, the price of which was a thousand francs. The driver of the other cabriolet was brushing down his horse previously to returning to Paris. At this place, M. de Fersen was to leave their Majesties. He kissed the King’s hand, in order that he might be able to kiss the Queen’s.