A friend of Marie-Antoinette (Lady Atkyns) — John Shaqi
A friend of Marie-Antoinette (Lady Atkyns)Barbey, Frédéric
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A friend of Marie-Antoinette (Lady Atkyns)
Barbey, Frédéric
Atkyns, Charlotte Walpole, Lady, approximately 1758-1836; France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799; Louis XVII, of France, 1785-1795
III. THE ODYSSEY OF A BRETON MAGISTRATE 69
IV. THE MYSTERY OF THE TEMPLE 94
V. THE MYSTERY OF THE TEMPLE (_continued_) 125
VI. THE FRIENDS OF LADY ATKYNS 139
VII. THE “LITTLE BARON” 166
VIII. AFTER THE STORM 206
EPILOGUE 229
APPENDIX 235
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
MADAME CHARLOTTE ATKYNS _Frontispiece_
(_After a miniature in the possession of Count Lair._)
TO FACE PAGE
CHARLOTTE WALPOLE, IN “THE CAMP” 12
(_After an engraving in the British Museum._)
JEAN-GABRIEL PELTIER, 1765-1825 44
(_After an engraving in the British Museum._)
MARIE-PIERRE-LOUIS, COUNT DE FROTTÉ, 1766-1800 140
(_After a portrait belonging to the Marquis de Frotté._)
A FRIEND OF
MARIE-ANTOINETTE
(LADY ATKYNS)
CHAPTER I
THE CHEVALIER DE FROTTÉ
At dawn, on April 7, 1790, a singular disturbance was going on in the
streets of Lille. In the northern districts, not far from the citadel,
troops of soldiers stood all along the avenues, filled the squares,
ransacked the courtyards of the houses. Shots went off every instant,
and the extraordinary thing was that this fusillade from the soldiers
was directed against other soldiers. In the midst of the smoke, the
deafening noise, and the cries of the awakened townsfolk, were to be
seen the blue uniforms, with sky-blue facings, of the Regiment of the
Crown, one of the four quartered in the garrison.[2]
Every horseman who appeared was greeted with successive volleys;
evidently the combat was to the death between the light cavalry of
Normandy, who charged upon the pavements or fought on foot with their
muskets, and the grenadiers of the Crown and of the Royal-Vaisseaux.
Moreover, there was no order in this street-fight. The officers on both
sides were absent, and if by any chance some _had_ been present, the
excitement and anger visible upon the assailants’ faces were a proof
that their intervention would have been useless.
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