one o'clock
A faint but perfectly audible murmur of disapprobation went up as Mirabeau took his place among the deputies . As the sound struck on his ear , he turned upon the throng like a lion at bay and glanced about him with eyes which literally seemed to shoot fire and before which all sounds of hatred trembled back into silence . With conversation , with speculations as to whether the great question of voting par ordre or par tête would be settled by Monsieur Necker in his speech , what policy the King would follow , and with promenades in the great semicircular corridor running around the balcony , did the vast crowd while away the seemingly interminable wait before the court appeared . It was one o'clock when the heralds-at-arms , amid a profound silence , announced the approach of the King and Queen . As His Majesty made his appearance at the door , the silence was broken by tumultuous cries of `` Long live the King ! '' Remembering that day and those prolonged demonstrations of loyalty and affection to His Majesty , Mr. Calvert always considered it the wonderfullest change his life ever saw when , six months later , he was a witness to the sullen animosity and insolence of the crowd toward its sovereign . When the King had ascended the throne and seated himself -LRB- the princes of the blood royal who followed His Majesty being ranged upon the steps of the dais to his right and his ministers below and in front -RRB- , there was another call from the heralds-at-arms , and Marie Antoinette , beautiful , pallid , and haughty-looking , appeared at the entrance , accompanied by the Princess Royal and the members of her immediate household .