Paris had heard the fusillade and quivered, feeling that she had been wounded and the blood was flowing.
The Queen had sent her confidential valet Weber to the spot to get the latest news. To be just to her and comprehend the hatred she felt for the French, she had not only so suffered during the flight to Varennes, that her hair had turned white, but also after her return.
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