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Marie Antoinette and Her Son by L. (Luise) Mühlbach
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The cardinal rose and bowed to the court. All the judges stood, and
respectfully returned the salutation. [Footnote: 'Historical.--See
"Memoires de l'Abbe Georgel," vol. i.]

One of the veiled ladies, sitting on the spectators' seats, cried
with trembling voice: "God bless the cardinal, the noble martyr of
the realm!"

All the spectators repeated the cry; and, while the words yet rang,
the cardinal, followed by the officers who were to take him to the
Bastile, had left the hall.

"Guards!" cried President de L'Aigre, with a loud voice, "bring in
the accused, the Countess de Lamotte-Valois!"

All eyes directed themselves to the door which the guards now
opened, and through which the accused was to enter.

Upon the threshold of this door appeared now a lady of slim,
graceful form, in a toilet of the greatest elegance, her head
decorated with feathers, flowers, and lace, her cheeks highly
painted, and her fine ruby lips encircled by a pert, and at the same
time a mocking smile, which displayed two rows of the finest teeth.
With this smile upon her lips she moved forward with a light and
spirited step, turning her great blazing black eyes with proud,
inquisitive looks now to the stern semicircle of judges and now to
the tribune, whose occupants had not been able to suppress a
movement of indignation and a subdued hiss.

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