Profound consternation: to tears, to cries succeeded a mournful silence.

Voltaire and St.Lambert remained the last about her bed.

At length Voltaire quitted the room; got out by the Grand Entrance, hardly knowing which way he went.

At the foot of the Outer Stairs, near a sentry's box, he fell full length on the pavement.

His lackey, who was a step or two behind, rushed forward to raise him.