Thedauphinflewtoherwithopenarmsandclimbedupherknee。
“Mammaqueen，mydearmammaqueen，“criedhe，“staywithme，don’tgooutagaintothesedreadfulmen，Iamafraidofthem——oh，Iamafraid!“
MarieAntoinettetookthelittleboyinherarms，andwithhercold，palelipspressedakissuponhisforehead。Foroneinstantitseemedasifshefeltherselfovercomebythefearfulscenethroughwhichshehadjustpassed——asifthetearswhichwereconfinedinherheartwouldforcethemselvesintohereyes。ButMarieAntoinetteovercamethisweaknessofthewoman，forshefeltthatatthishourshecouldonlybeaqueen。
Withthedauphininherarms，andpressinghimcloselytoherheart，sheadvancedtotheking，who，inordernottolethiswifeseethetearswhichfloodedhisface，hadwithdrawntotheadjoiningapartmentandwasleaningagainstthedoor。
“Sire，“saidMarieAntoinette，enteringtheroom，andpresentingthedauphintohim，“sire，Iconjureyouthat，inthisfearfulhour，youwillmakeonepromisetome。“