"And the Marquis and Mademoiselle are unhurt?
Thank God--thank God! we were just in time, but we had a smart run for it." Chapeau had already dived into the kitchen through the window, and had learnt that at any rate the republicans had as yet shed no blood.
"And how did the Marquis bear it, Momont ?" said he.

"It was enough to kill the old gentleman." "'Why, yes," said Momont.

"We had to bear a good deal, but we did bear it manfully and well.

We were all led out to be shot, you know." "What, the Marquis and Mademoiselle and all ?" said Chapeau.
"No, not the Marquis and Mademoiselle; they were to be beheaded after us, but the rest of us were all taken out--the muskets loaded--the men to shoot us all in a line." "Oh! Chapeau, it was so awfully dreadful," said the cook.

"If I live a thousand years I shall never get over this night." "Oh, yes! most dreadfully awful," said the laundress.