said：
  〃You　wish；　madame；　that　I　should　speak　the　whole　truth！　Sire；　the
  queen　rewarded　me　for　this　little　work　of　love　in　a　manner　worthy　of
  a　queen。　She　granted　me　an　appointment　in　the　park　of　Versailles。〃
  At　this　new　and　fearful　charge；　the　queen　cried　aloud；　and；
  springing　forward　like　a　tigress；　she　seized　the　arm　of　her　husband
  and　shook　it。
  〃Sire；〃　said　she；　〃listen　to　this　high　traitor；　bringing　infamy　upon
  a　queen！　Will　you　bear　it？　Can　his　purple　protect　the　villain？〃
  〃No；　it　cannot；　and　it　shall　not！〃　cried　the　king。　〃Breteuil；　do
  your　duty。　And　you；　cardinal；　who　venture　to　accuse　your　queen；　to
  scandalize　the　good　name　of　the　wife　of　your　king；　go。〃
  〃Sire；〃　stammered　the　cardinal；　〃sire；　I〃
  〃Not　a　word；〃　interrupted　the　king；　raising　his　hand　and　pointing
  toward　the　door；　〃out；　I　say；　out　with　you！〃
  The　cardinal　staggered　to　the　door；　and　entered　the　hall　filled　with
  a　glittering　throng；　who　were　still　whispering；　laughing；　and
  walking　to　and　fro。
  But　hardly　had　he　advanced　a　few　steps；　when　behind　him；　upon　the
  threshold　of　the　royal　cabinet；　appeared　the　minister　Breteuil。
  〃Lieutenant；〃　cried　Breteuil；　with　a　loud　voice；　turning　to　the
  officer　in　command　of　the　guard；　〃lieutenant；　in　the　name　of　the
  king；　arrest　the　Cardinal　de　Rohan；　and　take　him　under　escort　to　the
  Bastile。〃
  A　general　cry　of　horror　followed　these　words；　which　rolled　like　a
  crashing　thunder…clap　through　the　careless；　coquetting；　and
  unsuspecting　company。　Then　followed　a　breathless　silence。
  All　eyes　were　directed　to　the　cardinal；　who；　pale　as　death；　and　yet
  maintaining　his　noble　carriage；　walked　along　at　ease。
  At　this　point　a　young　officer；　pale　like　the　cardinal；　like　all　in
  fact；　approached　the　great　ecclesiastic；　and　gently　took　his　arm。
  〃Cardinal；〃　said　he；　with　sorrowful　tone；　〃in　the　name　of　the　king；
  I　arrest　your　eminence。　I　am　ordered；　monseigneur；　to　conduct　you　to
  the　Bastile。〃
  〃Come；　then；　my　son；〃　answered　the　cardinal；　quickly；　making　his　way
  slowly　through　the　throng；　which　respectfully　opened　to　let　him
  pass〃　come；　since　the　king　commands　it；　let　us　go　to　the　Bastile。〃
  He　passed　on　to　the　door。　But　when　the　officer　had　opened　it；　he
  turned　round　once　more　to　the　hall。　Standing　erect；　with　all　the
  exalted　dignity　of　his　station　and　his　person；　he　gave　the　amazed
  company　his　blessing。
  Then　the　door　closed　behind　him；　and　with　pale　faces　the　lords　and
  ladies　of　the　court　dispersed　to　convey　the　horrible　tidings　to
  Versailles　and　Paris；　that　the　king　had　caused　the　cardinal；　the
  grand　almoner　of　France；　to　be　arrested　in　his　official　robes；　and
  that　it　was　the　will　of　the　queen。
  And　the　farther　the　tidings　rolled　the　more　the　report　enlarged；
  like　an　avalanche　of　calumnies。
  In　the　evening；　Marat　thundered　in　his　club：　〃Woe；　woe　to　the
  Austrian！　She　borrowed　money　of　the　Cardinal　de　Rohan　to　buy　jewels
  for　herself；　jewels　while　the　people　hungered。　Now；　when　the
  cardinal　wants　his　money；　the　queen　denies　having　received　the
  money；　and　lets　the　head　of　the　Church　be　dragged　to　the　Bastile。
  〃Woe；　woe　to　the　Austrian！〃
  〃Woe；　woe　to　the　Austrian！〃　muttered　brother　Simon；　who　sat　near　the
  platform　on　which　Marat　was。　〃We　shall　not　forget　it　that　she　buys
  her　jewels　for　millions　of　francs；　while　we　have　not　a　sou　to　buy
  bread　with。　Woe　to　the　Austrian！〃
  And　all　the　men　of　the　club　raised　their　fists　and　muttered　with
  him；　〃Woe　to　the　Austrian！〃
  CHAPTER　V。
  ENEMIES　AND　FRIENDS。
  All　Paris　was　in　an　uproar　and　in　motion　in　all　the　streets；　the
  people　assembled　in　immense　masses　at　all　the　squares；　and　listened
  with　abated　breath　to　the　speakers　who　had　taken　their　stand　amid
  the　groups；　and　who　were　confirming　the　astonished　hearers
  respecting　the　great　news　of　the　day。
  〃The　Lord　Cardinal　de　Rohan；　the　grand　almoner　of　the　king；〃　cried　a
  Franciscan　monk；　who　had　taken　his　station　upon　a　curbstone；　at　the
  corner　of　the　Tuileries　and　the　great　Place　de　Carrousel〃Cardinal
  de　Rohan　has　in　a　despotic　manner　been　deprived　of　his　rights　and
  his　freedom。　As　a　dignitary　of　the　Church；　he　is　not　under　the
  ordinary　jurisdiction；　and　only　the　Pope　is　the　rightful　lord　of　a
  cardinal；　only　before　the　Holy　Father　can　an　accusation　be　brought
  against　a　servant　of　the　Church。　For　it　has　been　the　law　of　the
  Church　for　centuries　that　it　alone　has　the　power　to　punish　and
  accuse　its　servants；　and　no　one　has　ever　attempted　to　challenge　that
  power。　But　do　you　know　what　has　taken　place？　Cardinal　de　Rohan　has
  been　withdrawn　from　the　jurisdiction　of　his　rightful　judges；　he　has
  been　denied　an　ecclesiastical　tribunal；　and　he　is　to　be　tried　before
  Parliament　as　if　he　were　an　ordinary　servant　of　the　king；　secular
  judges　are　going　to　sit　in　judgment　upon　this　great　church
  dignitary；　and　to　charge　him　with　a　crime；　when　no　crime　has　been
  committed！　For　what　has　he　done；　the　grand　almoner　of　France；
  cardinal；　and　cousin　of　the　king？　A　lady；　whom　he　believed　to　be　in
  the　queen's　confidence；　had　told　him　that　the　queen　wanted　to
  procure　a　set　of　jewels；　which　she　was　unfortunately　not　able　to
  buy；　because　her　coffers；　as　a　natural　result　of　her　well…known
  extravagance；　were　empty。　The　lady　indicated　to　the　lord　cardinal
  that　the　queen　would　be　delighted　if　he　would　advance　a　sum
  sufficient　to　buy　the　jewels　with；　and　in　his　name　she　would　cause
  the　costly　fabric　to　be　purchased。　The　cardinal；　all　the　while　a
  devoted　and　true　servant　of　the　king；　hastened　to　gratify　the　desire
  of　the　queen。　He　took　this　course　with　wise　precaution；　in　order
  that　the　queen；　whose　violence　is　well　known；　should　not　apply　to
  any　other　member　of　the　court；　and　still　further　compromise　the
  royal　honor。　And　say　yourselves；　my　noble　friends；　was　it　not　much
  better　that　it　should　be　the　lord　cardinal　who　should　lend　money　to
  the　queen；　than　Lord　Lauzun；　Count　Coigny；　or　the　musical　Count
  Vaudreuil；　the　special　favorite　of　the　queen？　Was　it　not　better　for
  him　to　make　this　sacrifice　and　do　the　queen　this　great　favor？〃
  〃Certainly　it　was　better；〃　cried　the　mob。　〃The　lord　cardinal　is　a
  noble　man。　Long　live　Cardinal　de　Rohan！〃
  〃Perish　the　Austrian；　perish　the　jewelled　queen！〃　cried　the　cobbler
  Simon；　who　was　standing　amid　the　crowd；　and　a　hundred　voices
  muttered　after　him；　〃Perish　the　Austrian！〃
  〃Listen；　my　dear　people　of　Paris；　you　good　natured　lambs；　whose　wool
  is　plucked　off　that　the　Austrian　woman　may　have　a　softer　bed；〃　cried
  a　shrieking　voice；　〃hear　what　has　occurred　to…day。　I　can　tell　you
  accurately；　for　I　have　just　come　from　Parliament；　and　a　good　friend
  of　mine　has　copied　for　me　the　address　with　which　the　king　is　going
  to　open　the　session　today。〃
  〃Read　it　to　us；〃　cried　the　crowd。　〃Keep　quiet　there！　keep　still
  there！　We　want　to　hear　the　address。　Read　it　to　us。〃
  〃I　will　do　it　gladly；　but　you　will　not　be　able　to　understand　me；〃
  shrieked　the　voice。　〃I　am　only　little　in　comparison　with　you；　as
  every　one　is　little　who　opposes　himself　to　the　highest　majesty　of
  the　earth；　the　people。〃
  〃Hear　that；〃　cried　one　of　those　who　stood　nearest　to　those　a　little
  farther　away　〃　hear　that；　he　calls　us　majesties！　He　seems　to　be　an
  excellent　gentleman；　and　he　does　not　look　down　upon　us。〃
  〃Did　you　ever　hear　of　a　wise　man　looking　down　upon　the　prince　royal；
  who　is　young；　fair；　and　strong？〃　asked　the　barking　voice。
  〃He　is　right；　we　cannot　understand　him；〃　cried　those　who　stood
  farthest　away；　pressing　forward。　〃What　did　he　say？　He　must　repeat
  his　words。　Lift　him　up　so　that　we　all　may　hear　him。〃
  A　broad　shouldered；　gigantic　citizen；　in　good　clothing；　and　with　an
  open；　spirited　countenance；　and　a　bold；　defiant　bearing；　pressed
  through　the　crowd　to　the　neighborhood　of　the　speaker。
  〃Come；　little　man；〃　cried　he；　〃I　will　raise　you　up　on　my　shoulder；
  and；　but　see；　it　is　our　friend　Marat；　the　little　man；　but　the　great
  doctor！〃
  〃And　you　truly；　you　are　my　friend　Santerre；　the　great　man　and　the
  greatest　of　doctors。　For　the　beer　which　you　get　from　his　brewery　is
  a　better　medicine　for　the　people　than　all　my　electuaries　can　be。　And
  you；　my　worthy　friend　of　the　hop…pole；　will　you　condescend　to　take
  the　ugly　monkey　Marat　on　your　shoulders；　that　he　may　tell　the　people
  the　great　news　of　the　day？〃
  Instead　of　answering；　the　brewer　Santerre　seized　the　little　crooked
  man　by　both　arms；　swung　him　up　with　giant　strength；　and　set　him　on
  his　shoulders。
  The　people；　delighted　with　the　dexterity　and　strength　of　the
  herculean　man；　broke　into　a　loud　cheer；　and　applauded　the　brewer；
  whom　all　knew；　and　who　was　a　popular　personage　in　the　city。　But
  Marat；　too；　the　horse…doctor　of　the　Count　d'Artois；　as　he　called
  himself　derisively；　the　doctor　of　poverty　and　misfortune；　as　his
  flatterers　termed　himMarat；　too；　was　known　to　many　in　the　throng；
  and　after　Santerre　had　been　applauded；　they　saluted　Marat　with　a
  loud　vivat；　and　with　boisterous　clapping　of　hands。
  He　turned　his　distorted；　ugly　visage　toward　the　Tuileries；　whose
  massive　proportions　towered　up　above　the　lofty　trees　of　the　gardens；
  and　with　a　threatening　gesture　shook　his　fist　at　the　royal　palace。
  〃Have　you　heard　it；　you　proud　gods　of　the　earth？　Have　you　heard　the
  sacred　thunder　mutte