The beadle, who was just then standing on the threshold in the middle of the left doorway, under the "Dancing Marianne," with feather cap, and rapier dangling against his calves, came in, more majestic than a cardinal, and as shining as a saint on a holy pyx.
Le Suisse, alors, se tenait sur le seuil, au milieu du portail à gauche, au-dessous de la Marianne dansant plumet en tête, rapière au mollet, canne au poing, plus majestueux qu’un cardinal et reluisant comme un saint ciboire.