Madame Royale took her by the hand and led her into the bed-room, and pointed out to her the Dauphin, who, overcome with fatigue, slept.
She could not believe, after the threats she had heard, that the whole of the royal family could re-enter their palace safe and sound.
I returned to the carriage, where still remained Madame Elizabeth and the King.
Barnave thought that it would not be too much for him and Pétion to safeguard the King.
“Some one,” cried he—“some one to offer Madame Elizabeth an arm.”
Madame Elizabeth descended from the carriage with her usual angelic calmness.
“Monsieur,” said she to me, “will you give me your arm?”
I was frightened out of my wits.
“Oh, madame,” said I; “this dress?”
“The dress that you wear is far better than a royal robe. And besides,” continued she, “I have watched you: you are a young man of a good heart.”