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I kneel in order to lie upon their board, and they help my body to lie straight. So lay my noble husband nine months ago; I but follow. … The sled slides forward—the basket—no need to hold on—I open my hands resting on the small of my back—the basket—I had friends, loving friends (I am not afraid)

—Abundance: a Novel of Marie Antoinette by Sena Jeter Naslund

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Marie Antoinette felt that infamous hand flutter at her neck; she made a sudden movement and stepped on Sanson’s foot as he was busy, unbeknownst to her, tying her to the deadly frame. Sanson pulled his foot away.

"Pardon me, monsieur," said the Queen. "I didn’t do it on purpose."

Those were the last words uttered by the Daughter of the Caesers, the Queen of France, the widow of Louis XVI. The quarter hour after midday rang out from the clock at the Tuileries. And at that very moment Marie Antoinette fell into eternity.

The Knight of Maison-Rouge by Alexandre Dumas

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Her neck never stopped aching from the vise-like grip with which his short arms had locked around her, refusing to let go, as the commissaries began to drag him from her arms. His cries of “Maman! Maman!” echoed within her still. Nothing they could do now could hurt her. Her heart was not broken, it was gone.

—Trianon: A Novel of Royal France by Elena Maria Vidal
[image: Bibliothèque nationale de France, département Estampes et photographie]

Her neck never stopped aching from the vise-like grip with which his short arms had locked around her, refusing to let go, as the commissaries began to drag him from her arms. His cries of “Maman! Maman!” echoed within her still. Nothing they could do now could hurt her. Her heart was not broken, it was gone.

—Trianon: A Novel of Royal France by Elena Maria Vidal

[image: Bibliothèque nationale de France, département Estampes et photographie]

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In a deathly silence, with her own hands she removed her friend’s pale green dress, began to slip a petticoat over Gabrielle’s head, and even tried to pull stockings onto the other woman’s legs. She was the one on her knees now, at Gabrielle’s feet. Her face was firm and resolute. She was driven by a kind of energy and precision born of despair. Gabrielle, all white-faced and unresisting, with the fragile nakedness of a little girl, wept soundlessly.
Farewell, My Queen by Chantal Thomas

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