It was the Lord of Aquila who was the idol of the Babbianians.

What, then, more natural than that the conspirators should have sought to place him on the throne they proposed to wrest from Gian Maria?
He dubbed himself a fool that he had not guessed so much before.
"Let him down," he curtly bade his men.

"Then take him hence, and let him go with God.

He has served his purpose." Gently they lowered him, but when his feet touched the ground he was unable to stand.

His legs doubled under him, and he lay--a little crook-backed heap--upon the rushes of the floor.