The sweat of the horses, the feverish breath of this multitude compact and excited, made the atmosphere dense and fetid.

The travellers panted for breath, the foreheads of the two children were bathed in perspiration.

The queen, trembling for them, let down one of the windows of the carriage quickly, and addressing the crowd in an appeal to their compassion, "See, gentlemen," she exclaimed, "in what a state my poor children are--one is choking!" "We will choke you in another fashion," replied these ferocious men in an under tone.
From time to time violent attempts of the mob broke through the line, pushed aside the horses, and men reaching the doors mounted on the steps.

Merciless ruffians, looking in silence on the king, the queen, and the dauphin, seemed calculating on final crimes, and feeding on the degradation of royalty.

Bodies of _gendarmerie_ restored order from time to time.