As will be seen, he had not wasted his time since the day before, and particularly since the morning. When he had parted from Carrel and me, he went through the faubourg Saint-Germain, where he had done his utmost to procure a gun; but, on 28 July 1830, a gun was as scarce as Juvenal's _rara avis._ He had heard of, the _monsieur_ who was giving away gunpowder at the small door of the Institut and had gone to have an interview with the worthy citizen. The _monsieur_ not only refused to give him a gun, but went still further and refused him any powder because he had no gun. Charras next made this sapient observation-- "I will go where there is fighting, I will put myself in the midst of the fighters, I will constitute myself the legatee of the first man who falls dead and take possession of his gun." In consequence of that resolution, he had gone along the quai des Orfèvres and met the 15th Light Infantry, with whom he held a conversation; perhaps they were the very same I had talked with; but, as he was alone, unarmed and had kept his hands in his pockets, they had let him pass through. When through, Charras gained the Pont Notre-Dame and, from thence, the suspension bridge. Now we know that the insurrection was raging furiously on the latter bridge. Charras arrived half an hour earlier than I did and waited. He did not have to wait long, for a man was soon struck in the eye by a bullet, and rolled at his feet. Charras seized the dead man's gun. A street urchin, who was probably watching for the same opportunity, also ran up, but was too late. Armed with his gun, Charras was still not much better off, for he had neither powder nor shot. "I have some," the urchin said, and he drew a packet of fifteen cartridges from his pocket. "Let me have them," said Charras. "No.... We will divide them, if you like." "All right, we will." "Here are seven, then; but let me use the gun after you?" "I suppose so, since that was our agreement."