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Updated: June 10, 2025
Simon opened the door that led out upon the landing, the officials took up the table, and Toulan and Lepitre the wooden stools. One quick look they cast into the room of the queen, whose eyes were turned to them.
Not a glance back, not a word of farewell to the loved plantation of Trianon, and yet it is the last time that Marie Antoinette is to look upon it. She will never return hither, she turns her back forever upon Trianon. With flying steps she hurries on; Toulan does not venture to address her, and she has perhaps entirely forgotten his presence.
Simon received him at the door, and conducted him into the sitting-room. "You see," said Toulan, "that I am punctual, and I must tell you that I have been almost too impatient to wait. I hope you do not regret your promise, and that you mean to give me the noble present that you promised me." "Unfortunately I can not," answered Simon, with a shrug.
At the foot of the scaffold Toulan remained upon his knees; his great eyes, which had been directed to Elizabeth, beamed with rapture, and in his heart there were words written with a finger of diamond words hallowed and comforting, that Toulan read in meditation and prayer: "Love vanquishes death; love is victorious even over life; love, which is the highest friendship, and friendship, which is the highest love, rise so far above every thing earthly, that thou must surrender every thing for them, every thing which thou hast valued upon earth, every thing which has stood to thee in the most tender relations.
Toulan went out into the street, walked along with a cheerful face, and repaired at once to the hall where the Committee of Safety were sitting. "Citizens and brothers," he said, in aloud, bold voice, "I have just been informed that I have been brought under suspicion and denounced. Friends have warned me to betake to flight.
Madame Elizabeth took the paper and read on in a whispering voice: "As soon as Tison and his wife have fallen asleep, the queen and Madame Elizabeth will put on their clothes. Over the men's garments they will throw the cloaks which Toulan brought yesterday, and these cloaks will disguise their gait and size.
Our police are watchful, and have discovered not a trace of him." "Then allow me to put the police on his track," said Simon, laughing. "Be so good as to send a couple of officers to me tomorrow, and I will deliver Toulan, the traitor, into their hands." The next morning, at the stroke of nine, Toulan, in the garb of a commissioner, entered the house of the new collector at the Macon gate.
"The verdict is pronounced?" asked the young man, softly. "Yes, Mr. Toulan," he whispered, "the councillor gave me just now, as I was handing him a glass of water, the paper on which he had written it." "Give it to me, John, but so that nobody can see; otherwise they will suspect what the paper contains, and they will all grab at it and tear it in bits."
He hastened to her, and kissed the little trembling hand which was extended to him. "All the wedding guests are ready, my love. The carriages are waiting, and as soon as we enter the church the clergyman will advance to the altar to perform the ceremony." "Then let us go, Louis," said Margaret, nodding to him, and arm-in- arm they went to the door. But Toulan held back. "Not yet, my dear one.
It remains fixed, then, that the queen shall smoke, but if we have our joke out, we shall not smoke any more." "I will put up a placard on the door: 'Smoking forbidden in the anteroom of the she-wolf." "Good," cried Toulan, "that is worthy of you."
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