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  OnthenextmorningtherereignedinthelowerstoriesoftheTempleabusy,stirringlife。MasterSimonwaspreparingtomove,andallhishouseholdgoodsweresetoutinthecourt,inordertobetransferredtothewagonthatCommissionerToulanhadordered。ClosetothewagonstoodoneoftheofficialsofthePublicSafety,andexaminedeveryarticleoffurniturethatwasputintoit,openingeventhebandboxesandpillowstolookintothem。Not,ashesaid,theWelfareCommitteedoubtedthehonestyofthefaithfulandzealousservantoftherepublic,butonlytosatisfytheforms,andtocomplywiththelaws,whichdemandedthattheauthoritiesshouldhaveawatchfuleyeoneverythingthatwasatallconnectedwiththefamilyofthetyrants。

  “Andyouwilldomeagreatpleasureifyouwillexamineeverythingwiththeutmostcare。Intherepublicweareallalike,andIdonotseewhyIshouldnotbeservedto-dayasanotherwouldbeonthemorrow。Youknow,probably,thatIhavebeenappointedcollectoratPorteMacon,andafterto-morrowIshallhavetoinspectthegoodsofotherpeople。ItisallfairthatIshouldhavemyturnto-day。

  Besides,youwillnothavemuchmoretoexamine,wearealmostthrough;Ibelievethereisonlyabasketwiththesoiledclothesyettocome。Thatisthesacredpossessionofmywife,andshewasgoingtobringitoutherself,withthecommissioner’shelp。Yes,theretheycome。“

  Atthatmoment,JeanneMarieappearedinthecourt,followedbyToulan。Theybroughtalong,bytworopeswhichservedashandles,alargeandlongishbasket,whosehalf-openedcoverbroughttoviewallkindsofwomen’sclothes。

  “Roomthere,“criedSimon,withalaugh,“roomfortheCitoyenneSimonandhercostlydowry!“

  “Come,nojoking,Simon,“saidhiswife,threateninghimwithherfistandlaughing。“Ifmydowryisnotcostlyenough,Iwillonlyaskyoutoprovidemewithbetterthings。“

  “Yourdowryismagnificent,“saidSimon,“andthereisnotasinglearticlelackingtomakeitcomplete。Come,Iwillhelpthecommissionerputthebasketinthewagon,foritistooheavyforyou,myfairestone!“

  Hetookholdofthebasketwithhisstrongarm,andhelpedthecommissionerswingitintothewagon。

  “Butletmelookfirstintothebasket,asmydutydemands,“saidtheofficial。“Youaretooquick!Youknow,citizen,thatImustexamineallyourgoods。Thelawcompelsmeto。“

  “ThenIbegyoutoclimbupintothewagonandopenthebasket,“

  saidSimon,calmly。“Youcannotwantustotaketheheavythingdownagainforyoutoexamineit。“

  “Idonotaskthat,citizen,butImustexaminethebasket。“

  Theofficialsprangintothewagon,butJeanneMariewasquickerthanhe,andstoodclosebythebasket,whosecoverwaspartlyopened。

  “Lookin,citizen,“shesaid,withdignity。“Convinceyourselfthatonlytheclothingofawomanisinit,andthentelltherepublicthatyoufounditnecessarytoexaminethebasketofthefamousknitteroftheguillotine,asifJeanneMariewasadisguisedduchess,whowantedtoflyfromthehandofjustice。“

  “Ibegyourpardon,“saidtheofficial,“everyoneknowsandhonorstheknitteroftheguillotine,but——“

  “Butyouarecurious,andwanttoseesomeofmyclothes。Well,lookatthem!“Sheraisedthosewhichlayatthetop,andheldthemuptotheofficialwithalaugh。

  “Anddownbelow?Whatisfartherdowninthebasket?“

  “Fartherdown,“repliedJeanneMarie,withanexpressionofthegreatestindignationandthemostoutragedmodesty,“fartherdownaremydirtyclothes,andIhopetherepublicwillnotconsideritnecessarytoexaminethesetoo。Iwouldatleastopposeit,andcalleveryfemalefriendIhavetomyhelp。“[Footnote:MadameSimon’sownwords,reportedfromherownaccount,whichshegaveintheyear1810totheSistersofMercywhocaredforherinherlastsickness。

  ThesisterhoodofthefemalehospitalintherueSevrespubliclyrepeated,intheyear1851,thisstatementofJeanneMarieSimon,whodiedtherein1819。ItwasinthecivilprocessbroughtagainsttheDukedeNormandy,whowasaccusedofgivinghimselfoutfalselyasKingLouisXVII。,andwhocouldnotbeprovednottobehe。]

  “Oh!youwillnothavetodothat,“repliedtheofficial,withafriendlynodofthehead。“Itwouldbepresumptuoustogofartherwiththeexaminationofyourgoods,andtherepublicregardswithrespectthemysteriesofanhonorablewife。“

  Hejumpeddownfromthewagon,whileJeanneMarie,stillwearinganangrylook,laidtheclothesbackintothebasket,andshutthecoverdown。

  “Canwegonow?“sheasked,takingherseatonalowstoolwhichhappenedtobenearthegreatbasket。

  “Yes,iftheofficialhasnothingagainstit,wecango,“answeredSimon。“Ourgoodsareallloaded。“

  “Thengoon,Ihavenothingagainstit,andIwishyouandyourwifemuchhappinessandjoyinyournewcareer。“

  Theofficialwavedthemalastgraciousadieuwiththehand,andthewagonstarted。Alongsideofthegreat,hard-mouthedandlong-hairedhorsethatdrewthecart,walkedthecommissioner,inorder,onceinawhile,whentheyhadtoturnacorner,toseizethebridleandgiveitapowerfuljerk。AtthesideofthewagonstrodeSimon,keepingawatchfuleyeuponhispossessions,andcarefullysettingeverythingarightwhichwasindangerofbeingshakenoffuponthepavement。AboveinthecarriagenearthegreatbasketsatJeanneMarie,theformerknitteroftheguillotine。Hernakedbrownarmresteduponthebasket,onwhosebottom,coveredwithdirtylinenandMistressSimon’sclothes,wasthesonofMarieAntoinette,KingLouisXVII。,makinghisentranceintotheworldwhichshouldhaveforhimonlysufferingsandillusions,shatteredhopesanddethronedideals。

  Thishappenedonthe19thofJanuary,1794,andontheverydayinwhichtheunhappyKingLouisXVII。wasleavingtheTemple,hissisterTheresa,whowasstilllivingwithherAuntElizabethintheupperrooms,wroteinherdiaryknownsubsequentlybythetitle“RecitdesevenementsarrivesauTemple,parMadameRoyale“thefollowingwords:“Onthe19thofJanuarymyauntandIheardbeneathus,intheroomofmybrother,agreatnoisewhichmadeussuspectthatmybrotherwasleavingtheTemple。

  Wewereconvincedofitwhen,lookingthroughthekeyholeofthedoor,wesawgoodscarriedaway。Onthefollowingdayweheardthedooroftheroom,inwhichmybrotherhadbeen,opened,andrecognizedthestepsofmenwalkingaround,whichconfirmedusinthebeliefthathehadbeencarriedaway。“

  Thepitifulwagon,whichgaveitshospitalitytotheknitteroftherevolution,aswellastoaking,droveslowlyandcarefullythroughthestreets,unnoticedbythepeoplewhohastilypassedby。NowandthentheyencounteredacommissionerwhocameuptoToulan,greetedhimasanacquaintance,andaskedafterhiswelfare。Toulannoddedtothemconfidentiallyandansweredthemloudlythathewasverywell,andthathewashelpingSimonmoveoutoftheTempleandgoingwithhimtoPorteMacon。

  Thecommissionersthenwishedhimapleasantjourney,andwenttheirway;butthefarthertheywerefromthewagon,thequickerweretheirsteps,andhereandtheretheymetothercommissioners,towhomtheyrepeatedToulan’swords,andwhothenwentfromthereandagaintoldthemovertotheirfriendsinthestreets,inquiet,hiddenchambers,andinbrilliantpalaces。Inonesuchpalacethetidingscausedasingularcommotion。CountFrotte,wholivedthere,andwhomthepublicpermittedtoliveinParis,orderedhistravellingcarriagetobebroughtoutatonce。Thepostilion,withfourswifthorses,hadalreadystoodinthecourtbelowhalfanhour,waitingforthisorder。Thehorseswerequicklyharnessedtothecarriage,whichwaswellfilledwithtrunks;andscarcelyhaditreachedthefrontdoor,whenthecounthurrieddownthegrandstaircase,thicklywrappedinhisriding-furs。Athisrightsatalittleboyofscarcelytenyears,avelvetcap,trimmedwithfur,uponhisshort,fairhair;theslender,gracefulformconcealedwithalongvelvetcloak,thatfelldownasfarastheshoeswithgolden,jewelledbuckles。

  CountFrotteseemedtobestowspecialcareandattentionuponthisboy,forhenotonlyhadhimsitonhisright,butremainedstandingnearthedoor,togiveprecedencetotheboy,andthenhastenedtofollowhim。Hepressedtheservantsbackwhostoodneartheopendoor,bowedrespectfully,andgavehishandtotheladtoassisthiminascending。Theyouthreceivedthesetokensofrespectquietly,andseemedtotakeitasamatterofcoursethatCountFrotteshouldcarefullyputfursaroundhisfeetandbody,inordertoprotecthimfromeverydraft。Assoonasthiswasdone,thecountenteredthecarriage,andtookhisplaceattheleftoftheboy。Theservantclosedthecarriage-doorwithaloudslam,andthestewardadvancedwithrespectfulmien,andaskedwhitherthecountwouldordertogo。

  “TheroadtoPuy,“saidthecount,withaloudvoice,andthestewardrepeatedtothepostilionjustasloudlyandclearly,“TheroadtoPuy。“

  Thecarriagedrovethunderinglyoutofthecourt-door,andtheservantlookedafterittillitdisappeared,andthenfollowedthehouse-steward,whomotionedhimtocomeintothecabinet。

  “Ihavesomethingtotellyou,citizen,“saidthesteward,withaweightyair,“butfirstImustbegyoutomakemeasolemnpromisethatyouwillcontinueafaithfulandobedientservantofthecount,andproveinnowayfalsetoyouroathandyourduty。“

  Theservantpledgedhimselfsolemnly,andthestewardcontinued:

  “Thecounthasundertakenajourneywhichisnottobespokenof,andistoremain,ifpossible,asecret。Idemandofyou,therefore,thatifanyoneaskswherethecounthasgone,youanswerthatyoudonotknow。Butaboveallthings,youarenottosaythatthecountisnottravellingalone,butincompanywiththeyoung-gentleman,whosenameandrankIknowjustaslittleaboutasyou。Willyoupromisetofaithfullyheedmywords?“

  Theservantasserteditwithsolemnoathsandanexpressionofdeepreverence。Thestewardbeckonedtohimtogo,andthenlookedathimforalongtime,andwithasingularexpressionashewithdrew。

  “HeisaspyoftheSafetyCommittee,“hewhisperedtohimself。“I

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