two o'clock
To this corner the unhappy woman had withdrawn , who yesterday was Queen of France , and whose pale cheeks reddened with shame at this hour to see the king eating with his old relish ! The tears started afresh from her eyes , and , in order to dry them , she asked for a handkerchief , for her own was already wet with her tears , and with the sweat which she had wiped from the forehead of her sleeping boy . But no one of her friends could reach her a handkerchief that was not red with the blood of those who had been wounded in the defence of the queen ! It was only at two o'clock in the night that the living martyrdom of this session ended , and the royal family were conducted to the cells of the former Convent des Feuillants , which was above the rooms of the Assembly , and which had hastily been put in readiness for the night quarters of the royal family . Hither armed men , using their gun-barrels as candlesticks for the tapers which they carried , marched , conducting a king and a queen to their improvised sleeping - rooms . A dense crowd of people , bearing weapons , surrounded them , and often closed the way , so that it needed the energetic command of the officer in charge to make a free passage for them . The populace drew back , but bellowed and sang into the ears of the queen as she passed by : `` Madame Veto avait promis D'fegorger tout Paris . ''