The ministers were assembled in small groups. Some walked back and forth about the hall, others stood at the window. S. N. Tretyakov Sat down next to me on the sofa and began to talk indignantly about how Kerensky had abandoned them all and betrayed them, and that the situation was hopeless. Others (Tereshchenko, I remember, who was in a highly nervous and excited state) were saying that all we had to do was “hang on” for another 48 hours, and troops loyal to the government would arrive in the city.