The passages which touched the crowd most deeply were collected and noted down. “⁠—Our doctrines are trammelled, our proclamations torn, our bill-stickers are spied upon and thrown into prison.”⁠—“The breakdown which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many mediums.”⁠—“The future of nations is being worked out in our obscure ranks.”⁠—“Here are the fixed terms: action or reaction, revolution or counterrevolution. For, at our epoch, we no longer believe either in inertia or in immobility. For the people against the people, that is the question. There is no other.”⁠—“On the day when we cease to suit you, break us, but up to that day, help us to march on.” All this in broad daylight.

Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the people by reason of their very audacity. On the 4th of April, 1832, a passerby mounted the post on the corner which forms the angle of the Rue Sainte-Marguerite and shouted: “I am a Babouvist!” But beneath Babeuf, the people scented Gisquet.

Among other things, this man said:⁠—