“Butnotaloneshallthesingerbeflogged，“criedhe，withavoicelouderandsharperthanbefore——“no，notaloneshallthesingerbeflogged，butgreaterpunishmenthavetheydeservedwhourgeontosuchdeeds。IftheAustrianwomancomeshereagaintoturntheheadsofsympathizingsoulswithhermartyrlooks，ifsheundertakesagaintomoveuswithhertearsandherface，wewillserveherasshedeserves，wewillgowhipinhandintoherbox!“[Footnote：
Goneourt’s“HistoiredeMarieAntoinette，“p。365。]
Thequeenrosefromherchairlikeanexasperatedlioness，andadvancedtothefrontofthebox。Standingerect，withflaminglooksofanger，withcheekslikepurple，sheconfrontedthemthere——thetrueheiroftheCaesars，thecourageousdaughterofMariaTheresa——
andhadalreadyopenedherlipstospeakandoverwhelmthetraitorwithherwrath，whenanothervoicewasheardgivinganswertoMarat。
Itcried：“Besilent，Marat，besilent。Whoeverdarestoinsultawoman，beshequeenorbeggar，dishonorshimself，hismother，hiswife，andhisdaughter。Icallonyouall，Icallonthewholepublic，totakethepartofadefencelesswoman，whomMaratventurestomortallyinsult。