The calming produced by the firmness and confidence of the king was already perceptible in the faces of the multitude.

The most ferocious of the men were softened in the presence of weakness--beauty--childhood.

A lovely woman, a queen, humiliated,--a young innocent girl,--a child, smiling at his father's enemies, could not fail to awaken sensibility even in hatred.

The men of the suburbs moved on silent, and as if ashamed, before this group of humiliated greatness.

Some of them the more cowardly made as they passed derisive or vulgar gestures, which were a dishonour to the insurrection.