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  understand,orderedtheofficersoftheguardtotarryinmysitting-room。“

  “TheConventionhasnotorderedit,norhasitforbiddenit。SoI

  remain!“

  Hetookachair,seatedhimselfinthemiddleoftheroom,androlledoutgreatcloudsofsmoke,whichfilledSimonwithunspeakabledelightwhentheycompelledMarieAntoinettetocoughviolently。

  “MadameCapet,youwouldnotbesosensitivetosmokeifyouwouldonlyjoinme。Ibegyou,therefore,totakethiscigar。“

  Thequeenrepeatedcalmly,“Idonotsmoke。“

  “Youmistake,madame,youdosmoke。“

  “Seethejollyfellow,“exclaimedSimon,“thatissplendid。“

  “Iwillshowyouatoncethatyoudosmoke,“continuedToulan。

  “Madame,ifyouwilldomethehonortojoinmeinsmokingacigar,Iwillgiveyoumywordasarepublicanandasans-culottes,thatneitherInormybrotherswilleversmokehereagain。“

  “Idonotbelieveyou,“saidthequeen,shakingherhead。

  “Notbelieveme?WouldyoubelieveitifthecitizenSimonweretorepeatit?“

  “Yes,“saidthequeen,fixinghergreat,sadeyesuponSimon,“ifthecitizenSimonshouldconfirmit,Iwouldbelieveit,forheisatrustworthyman,whoIbelieve;neverbreakshisword。“

  “Oh!onlyseehowwelltheAustrianunderstandsournoblebrotherSimon,“criedLepitre。

  “Yes,truly,itseemsso,“saidSimon,whohadbeenflatteredbythispraisetoconsenttowhathehadnoinclinationfor。“Well,I

  givemywordtoWidowCapet,asarepublicanandasans-culottes,thatthereshallbenosmokingintheanteroomafterthistime,ifshewilldomyfriendToulanthefavorofsmokingapipeofpeacewithhim。“

  “Ibelieveyourword,“saidthequeen,withagentleinclinationofherhead;andthenturningtoToulan,shecontinued,“sir——“

  “Thereareno’sirs’here,only’citizens,’“interruptedthecobbler。

  “CitizenToulan,“saidthequeen,changingherexpression,“givemethecigar,IseethatIwaswrong,Idosmoke!“

  Simoncriedaloudwithlaughteranddelight,andcouldscarcelycontrolhimself,when,kneelingbeforethequeen,astheplayersdointhegrandplaysatthetheatre,hehandedheracigar。

  ButhedidnotseethesupplicatorylookwhichToulanfixeduponthequeen;hedidnotseethetearswhichstartedintohiseyes,norhearhersay,duringhisinordinatepealsoflaughter,“Ithankyou,myfaithfulone!“

  “IsitenoughifItakethecigarinmymouth,ormustIburnit?“

  askedthequeen。

  “Certainly,shemustburnit,“criedSimon。“Lightthecigarforher,CitizenToulan。“

  Toulandrewabitofpaperfromhispocket,foldedittogether,kindledit,andgaveittothequeen。Then,assoonasthedrycigarbegantoburn,heputoutthelight,andthrewitcarelesslyuponthetable。

  Thequeenputthelittlesmokingcigaretteintohermouth。“Bravo,bravo!“shoutedtheofficialsandSimon。

  “Bravo,CitizenToulanisaperfectbrick!HehastaughtWidowCapethowtosmoke。“

  “ItoldyouIwould,“saidToulan,proudly。“WidowCapethashadtocomplywithourwill,andthatisenough。Youneednotgoon,madame。Youhaveacknowledgedourpower,andthatisallwewanted。

  Thatisenough,Simon,isitnot?Shedoesnotneedtosmokeanylonger,andwe,too,muststop。“

  “No,shedoesnotneedtosmokeanylonger,andtherewillbenomoresmokingintheantechamber。“

  Thequeentookthepapercigarettefromhermouth,putouttheburningend,andlaidtheremainingportioninherwork-basket。

  “CitizenToulan,“saidshe,“Iwillkeepthiscigarasaremembrancerofthishour,andifyoueversmokehereagain,Ishallshowittoyou。“

  “IshouldliketoseethisAustrianwomandoubtingthewordofasans-culottes,“criedSimon。

  “AndItoo,Simon,“repliedToulan,goingbackintotheanteroom。

  “Wewillteachherthatshemusttrustourword。YouseethatIamagoodteacher。“

  “Anexcellentone,“criedSimon;“Imustcomplimentyouonit,citizen。Butifyouhavenoobjections,wewillplayagameortwoofcardswiththecitizenshere。“

  “Allright,“repliedToulan。“ButIhopeyouhavegotthenewkindofcards,whichhavenokingsandqueensonthem。For,Itellyou,I

  donotplaywiththevillanousoldkind。“

  “NorI,“chimedinLepitre。“Itmakesmemadtoseetheoldstupidswiththeircrownsonthatareontheoldkindofcards。“

  “Youareapairofout-and-outrepublicans,“saidSimon,admiringly。

  “Truly,onemightlearnofyouhowasans-culottesoughttobearhimself。“

  “Well,youcancalmyourselvesaboutthese,brothers,“saidoneoftheofficials;“wehavenotyrant-cards——wehavethenewcardsoftherepublic。Seethere!insteadoftheking,thereisasans-

  culottes;insteadofthequeen,wehavea’knitter,’[Footnote:Themarket-womenandhuckstershadtheprivilegeofclaimingthefirstseatsonthespectators’platform,neartheguillotine。Theysatthereduringtheexecutions,knittingbusilyonlongstockings,whilelookingatthebloodydramabeforethem。Everytimethataheadwascutoffanddroppedintothebasketbeneaththeknife,thewomenmadeamarkintheirknitting-work,andthusconvertedtheirstockingsintoakindofcalendar,whichrecordedthenumberofpersonsexecuted。Fromthiscircumstancethemarket-womenreceivedthenameof“knitters。“]andforthejack,wehaveaSwisssoldier,fortheywerethemenialsoftheoldmonarchy。“[Footnote:

  Historical-See“MemoiresdelaMarquisedeCrequi,“vol。III。]

  “Thatisgood;well,wewillplaythen,“criedToulan,withanairofgood-humor。

  Theyalltooktheirplacesatthetable,whilethequeentookupthesewingonwhichtheprincesseshadbeenengagedbefore。

  Aftersometime,whenthethreadwithwhichshewassewingwasexhausted,MarieAntoinetteraisedhereyesandturnedthemtothemen,whohadlaidtheirpipesaside,andwerezealouslyengagedupontheircards。Themienofthequeenwasnolongersocalmandrigidlycomposedasithadbeenbefore,andwhenshespoke,therewasaslightquiveringdiscernibleinhervoice。

  “CitizenToulan,“shesaid,“Ibegyoutogivemetheballofthreadagain。Ihavenomore,andthisdressisinawretchedcondition;I

  mustmendit。“

  Toulanturnedtowardherwithagestureofimpatience。

  “Youdisturbme,madame,andputmeoutinthegame。Whatareyousaying?“

  “Iaskedyou,CitizenToulan,togivemethethreadagain,because,withoutit,Icannotwork。“

  “Oh!theballwhichlittleMissCapetgavemeashorttimeago。Andsoyouwon’tletmekeeparemembranceoftheprettygirl?“

  “Imustmendthisdress,“saidthequeen,gently。

  “Well,ifyoumust,youmust,“growledToulan,rising。

  “Waitamoment,brothers,tillIcarryhertheball。“

  “Whatdoyouwanttogetupfor?“askedSimon。

  “Youcanthrowitfromhere。“

  “Orgiveitarolllikeaball,“addedLepitre。

  “Thatisagoodidea,“criedToulan,“I’llhavealittlegameofnine-pins。Iamquiteathomethere,andcandoitwell。Nowlooksharp!Iwillcontrivetorolltheballbetweenthefourfeetofthetable,andstrikethefootofthequeen。“

  “Thereisnoqueen,“criedLepitre,passionately。

  “Iamspeakingofthegame,CitizenLepitre;domethepleasureofnotmakingyourselfanass。Nowlook,andseemerollitasIsaid!“

  “Well,goahead;weshouldliketoseeyoudoit,“criedSimon。

  “Yes,wewouldliketoseeyoudoit,“chimedintheofficials,layingdowntheircards。

  Toulannowdrewoutofhisbreast-pocketablackballofsilk,andcounted“One,two,three!“Hethengaveitaskilfulrollacrossthefloor。Withattentionandlaughinglooks,theyallwatchedittakeitscourseacrossthewaxedfloor,asitmovedjustwhereToulanhadsaiditwould。

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