That detail was not lost on the crowd of marchers, either. After a few hasty words, they held torches to the hem of the Pope's robe and set it afire. Then the crowd burst, granadoe-like. By the time those grenadiers arrived, the procession had been re-absorbed by London. There was nothing for the grenadiers to do but knock the effigy down and stamp out the flames – keeping them well away from the grenades, of course.