though lying over a wheel。 To increase the stretch of the limbs； the man gave two turns to a crank； which pushed the feet； at first about twelve inches from the rings； to a distance of six inches。 And here we may leave our narrative to reproduce the official report。
〃On the small trestle； while she was being stretched； she said several times； ' My God！ you are killing me！ And I only spoke the truth。'
〃The water was given： she turned and twisted； saying； 'You are killing me！'
〃The water was again given。
〃Admonished to name her accomplices； she said there was only one man； who had asked her for poison to get rid of his wife； but he was dead。
〃The water was given； she moved a little； but would not say anything。
〃Admonished to say why； if she had no accomplice； she had written from the Conciergerie to Penautier； begging him to do all he could for her； and to remember that his interests in this matter were the same as her own； she said that she never knew Penautier had had any understanding with Sainte…Croix about the poisons； and it would be a lie to say otherwise； but when a paper was found in Sainte…Croix's box that concerned Penautier； she remembered how often she had seen him at the house； and thought it possible that the friendship might have included some business about the poisons； that； being in doubt on the point； she risked writing a letter as though she were sure； for by doing so she was not prejudicing her own case； for either Penautier was an accomplice of Sainte…Croix or he was not。 If he was； he would suppose the marquise knew enough to accuse him； and would accordingly do his best to save her； if he was not； the letter was a letter wasted； and that was all。
〃The water was again given； she turned and twisted much； but said that on this subject she had said all she possibly could； if she said anything else； it would be untrue。〃
The ordinary question was at an end。 The marquise had now taken half the quantity of water she had thought enough to drown her。 The executioner paused before he proceeded to the extraordinary question。 Instead of the trestle two feet and a half high on which she lay； they passed under her body a trestle of three and a half feet； which gave the body a greater arch； and as this was done without lengthening the ropes； her limbs were still further stretched； and the bonds； tightly straining at wrists and ankles； penetrated the flesh and made the blood run。 The question began once more； interrupted by the demands of the registrar and the answers of the sufferer。 Her cries seemed not even to be heard。
〃On the large trestle； during the stretching； she said several times； 'O God； you tear me to； pieces！ Lord； pardon me！ Lord； have mercy upon me！'
〃Asked if she had nothing more to tell regarding her accomplices； she said they might kill her； but she would not tell a lie that would destroy her soul。
〃The water was given； she moved about a little； but would not speak。
〃Admonished that she should tell the composition of the poisons and their antidotes； she said that she did not know what was in them； the only thing she could recall was toads； that Sainte…Croix never revealed his secret to her； that she did not believe he made them himself； but had them prepared by Glazer； she seemed to remember that some of them contained nothing but rarefied arsenic； that as to an antidote； she knew of no other than milk； and Sainte…Croix had told her that if one had taken milk in the morning； and on the first onset of the poison took another glassful； one would have nothing to fear。
〃Admonished to say if she could add anything further； she said she had now told everything； and if they killed her； they could not extract anything more。
〃More water was given； she writhed a little； and said she was dead； but nothing more。
〃More water was given； she writhed more violently； but would say no more。
〃Yet again water was given； writhing and twisting； she said； with a deep groan； 'O my God； I am killed！' but would speak no more。〃
Then they tortured her no further： she was let down； untied； and placed before the fire in the usual manner。 While there； close to the fire； lying on the mattress； she was visited by the good doctor； who； feeling he could not bear to witness the spectacle just described； had asked her leave to retire； that he might say a mass for her； that God might grant her patience and courage。 It is plain that the good priest had not prayed in vain。
〃Ah；〃 said the marquise； when she perceived him； 〃I have long been desiring to see you again； that you might comfort me。 My torture has been very long and very painful； but this is the last time I shall have to treat with men； now all is with God for the future。 See my hands； sir； and my feet； are they not torn and wounded？ Have not my executioners smitten me in the same places where Christ was smitten？〃
〃And therefore； madame；〃 replied the priest； 〃these sufferings now are your happiness； each torture is one step nearer to heaven。 As you say； you are now for God alone； all your thoughts and hopes must be fastened upon Him； we must pray to Him； like the penitent king； to give you a place among His elect； and since nought that is impure can pass thither； we must strive； madame； to purify you from all that might bar the way to heaven。〃
The marquise rose with the doctor's aid； for she could scarcely stand； tottering； she stepped forward between him and the executioner； who took charge of her immediately after the sentence was read； and was not allowed to leave her before it was completely carried out。 They all three entered the chapel and went into the choir； where the doctor and the marquise knelt in adoration of the Blessed Sacrament。 At that moment several persons appeared in the nave； drawn by curiosity。 They could not be turned out； so the executioner； to save the marquise from being annoyed； shut the gate of the choir； and let the patient pass behind the altar。 There she sat down in a chair； and the doctor on a seat opposite； then he first saw； by the light of the chapel window； how greatly changed she was。 Her face； generally so pale； was inflamed； her eyes glowing and feverish； all her body involuntarily trembling。 The doctor would have spoken a few words of consolation； but she did not attend。 〃Sir；〃 she said； 〃do you know that my sentence is an ignominious one？ Do you know there is fire in the sentence？〃
The doctor gave no answer； but； thinking she needed something； bade the gaoler to bring her wine。 A minute later he brought it in a cup； and the doctor handed it to the marquise； who moistened her lips and then gave it back。 She then noticed that her neck was uncovered； and took out her handkerchief to cover it； asking the gaoler for a pin to fasten it with。 When he was slow in finding a pin； looking on his person for it； she fancied that he feared she would choke herself； and shaking her head； said； with a smile； 〃You have nothing to fear now； and here is the doctor； who will pledge his word that I will do myself no mischief。〃
〃Madame；〃 said the gaoler； handing her the pin she wanted； 〃I beg your pardon for keeping you waiting。 I swear I did not distrust you； if anyone distrusts you； it is not I。〃
Then kneeling before her； he begged to kiss her hand。 She gave it； and asked him to pray to God for her。 〃Ah yes；〃 he cried； sobbing； 〃with all my heart。〃 She then fastened her dress as best she could with her hands tied； and when the gaoler had gone and she was alone with the doctor； said：
〃Did you not hear what I said； sir？ I told you there was fire in my sentence。 And though it is only after death that my body is to be burnt； it will always be a terrible disgrace on my memory。 I am saved the pain of being burnt alive； and thus； perhaps； saved from a death of despair； but the shamefulness is the same； and it is that I think of。〃
〃Madame；〃 said the doctor； 〃it in no way affects your soul's salvation whether your body is cast into the fire and reduced to ashes or whether it is buried in the ground and eaten by worms； whether it is drawn on a hurdle and thrown upon a dung…heap； or embalmed with Oriental perfumes and laid in a rich man's tomb。 Whatever may be your end； your body will arise on the appointed day； and if Heaven so will； it will come forth from its ashes more glorious than a royal corpse lying at this moment in a gilded casket。 Obsequies； madame； are for those who survive； not for the dead。〃
A sound was heard at the door of the choir。 The doctor went to see what it was； and found a man who insisted on entering； all but fighting with the executioner。 The doctor approached and asked what was the matter。 The man was a saddler； from whom the marquise had bought a carriage before she left France； this she had partly paid for； but still owed him two hundred livres。 He produced the note he had had from her； on which was a faithful record of the sums she had paid on account。 The marquise at this point called out； not knowing what was going on； and the doctor and executioner went to her。 〃Have they come to fetch me already？〃 said she。 〃I am not well prepared just at this moment； but never mind； I am ready。〃
The doctor reassured her； and told her what was going on