The queen, indignant and hurt, retired with Madame Elizabeth and the children into two rooms at the top of the house, and there she burst into tears.

The king, surrounded by municipal officers and national guard, relinquished all hope of softening them.

He repeatedly mounted the wooden staircase of the wretched shop; he went from the queen to his sister, from his sister to his children; that which he had been unable to obtain from pity she hoped to obtain from time and compulsion.

He could not believe that these men, who still showed something like feeling, and manifested so much respect for him, would persist in their determination of detaining him, and awaiting the orders of the Assembly.

At all events he felt certain that before the return of the couriers from Paris he should be rescued by the forces of M.de Bouille, by which he knew he was surrounded without the knowledge of the people.