I hastened to him, and beheld a most heart rending scene.

Bourrienne was suffering under a hemorrhage, which had continued since two o'clock, and had interrupted the examination.

The judge of the peace, who looked sad, sat with his head resting on his hand.

I threw myself at his feet and implored his clemency.

The wife and the two daughters of the judge visited this scene of sorrow, and assisted me in softening him.