The ci-devant marquis was caught disguised in her apartment.
She betrayed for him a good, easy friend of the people who had long loved her, and revenge is sweet." The man whom we have accompanied, nervously twitched up the collar of his cloak, and his compressed lips told that he felt the anguish of the laugh that circled round him.
"They are coming! There they are!" cried the boy, in ecstatic excitement.
"That's the way to bring up citizens," said the butcher, patting the child's shoulder, and opening a still better view for him at the edge of the wagon.
The crowd now abruptly gave way.

The tumbril was in sight.

A man, young and handsome, standing erect and with folded arms in the fatal vehicle, looked along the mob with an eye of careless scorn.

Though he wore the dress of a workman, the most unpractised glance could detect, in his mien and bearing, one of the hated noblesse, whose characteristics came out even more forcibly at the hour of death.

On the lip was that smile of gay and insolent levity, on the brow that gallant if reckless contempt of physical danger, which had signalized the hero-coxcombs of the old regime.