During this time the queen, who thought herself for a moment forgotten, recovered by degrees, and replaced her son in his bed.
"Desire your wife to come up," said the municipal to Tison.
He obeyed without a word. The threats of Santerre had rendered him as meek as a lamb.
Tison's wife came up.
"Come here, Citizeness," said Santerre; "we are going into the antechamber; during that time, search all the prisoners."
"Listen, wife," said Tison; "they are not going to permit our daughter to come to the Temple any more."
"What! they will not permit our daughter to come here! Then we shall see her no more?"
Tison mournfully shook his head.
"What do you say to this?"