THE CARPENTER. They keep putting us off at the Hötel de Ville. A few hundred bourgeois there take everything. THE MASON. Never mind. We have knives, and sticks and stones. Anything is good to kill with. THE WOMAN. I've got a lot of tiles, broken bottles, and glass here in my room. Everything's near the window--dishes, furniture, everything. If they pass this way, I'll smash them! ANOTHER WOMAN [_at her window_]. My kettle's been on the fire since dinner. The water's hot enough to boil paving-stones. Let them come! I'll boil them! A VAGABOND [_with a gun, speaking to a Bourgeois_]. Give me some money. THE BOURGEOIS. No begging here. THE VAGABOND. I'm not asking for bread, though I am starving. But I have a musket, and not a son to buy powder with. Give me some money. ANOTHER VAGABOND [_a little drunk_]. I've got money, much as you like! [_He pulls a handful of money from his pocket_.] FIRST VAGABOND. Where did you get that? SECOND VAGABOND. I took it from the Lazarists when they pillaged the convent. FIRST VAGABOND [_seizing the other by the throat_]. Do you want to dishonor the people, you pig? SECOND VAGABOND [_trying to break away_]. What's matter? Are you crazy? FIRST VAGABOND [_shaking him_]. Empty your pockets! SECOND VAGABOND. But I-- FIRST VAGABOND [_emptying his pockets_]. Empty your pockets, you thief! SECOND VAGABOND. Haven't we the right to rob the aristos any more, eh? THE OTHERS. Hang him! Hang him!--Hang him on the sign-board!--A flogging is enough!--Ask pardon of the people!--Good!--Now, get out! [_The Vagabond runs away._] FIRST VAGABOND [_setting to work_]. He ought to have been hanged--for an example. There will be others like him. To be exposed to such nastiness--keep company with thieves! It's nasty. CAMILLE DESMOULINS [_entering, in his usual absent-minded idle way_]. A spanking will be enough for you. [_They all laugh and set to work again._] THE PEOPLE. Well, let's finish this. DESMOULINS [_looking at the house and the workers_]. My Lucile is there. I've just been to see her. The house was empty. They told me the family went out to dinner with relatives in the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. They've been blockaded!--Well, I should think so! A splendid fortification! Scarp and counter-scarp, everything perfect. They are besieging the house. But, my friends, we have to demolish the Bastille, and not construct another like it. I don't know what your enemies will think, but it is in any case dangerous to your friends: I've just gotten my feet tangled up in your strings, and I almost stayed where I was.--This cask won't stand. You must put back the paving-blocks. THE CARPENTER. Do you work as well as you talk? DESMOULINS [_gaily, as he takes up a block_]. I can work, too. [_From the top of the barricade, where he now stands, he can touch the window of the house. A light is seen moving inside._ DESMOULINS _looks at it._] She is there!