Jeanne smiled. “A pure conscience can brave persecution,” she replied; “the Bastile will not convict me of a crime I did not commit.”
“Will you reply?”
“Only to your majesty.”
“Are you not speaking to me?”
“Not alone.”
“Ah! you fear scandal, after being the cause of so much to me.”
“What I did,” said Jeanne, “was done for you.”
“What insolence!”
“I submit to the insults of my queen.”
“You will sleep in the Bastile to-night, madame!”