It was afterwards bought back by subscription and presented to the Duc de Bordeaux.

It has been given to everybody, as if nobody cared to have it or desired to keep it.

It looks as if it had hardly ever been used, and as if it had always been too spacious.

It is like a deserted hostelry where transient guests have not left even their names on the walls.
When we walked through an outside gallery to the Orleans staircase, in order to examine the caryatids which are supposed to represent Francis the First, M.de Chateaubriand, and Madame d'Etampes, and turned around the celebrated lantern that terminates the big staircase, we stuck our heads several times through the railing to look down.

In the courtyard was a little donkey nursing its mother, rubbing up against her, shaking its long ears and playfully jumping around.