The visit to the Concierge demonstrated further the strain that would  have been present not only between the French king and his people but between the nobility and the third estate. The Concierge was used as a prison during the French Revolution but even still it retained the vestiges of a palace, not only in looks but in social etiquette and the treatment of those who were poor.

All throughout the Concierge there was the powerful and dominating stone work, high arching ceilings and incredible sculpting proving that it was once intended to serve as a house for royalty. 

 

Marie Antionette was a queen reviled by her people for her outrageous spending — her clothes, her quaint country area within Versailles, etc. — but she had her own chambers at the Concierge, her own space, although she was watch by guards 24/7 within those rooms. Others, those of lesser social standing, were shoved seven at a time into a room less than 12×12. Further down the line were rooms for the truly poor. Within this prison of the revolution the poor criminals would sleep on the floor with only hay if anything, if they did not have money to rent a bed. 

How ingrained the understanding and acceptance of the social hierarchy shows even in those times, even within a revolution against the upper class and the king must have been for this to persist within the determination of housing prisoners of the revolution. For the prison of Queen Marie Antionette to be one of such decadence still in comparison to the rooms of other prisoners there, the starvation and poverty must truly have been dire — the people’s endurance stretched to the point for even this etiquette, that stretches and persists in prison housing, to  break into a bloody revolution.

How much would you do to get by, to make your car payment, rent, have a phone, internet, basic necessities? Or to simply be able to feed and clothe yourself? When pushed beyond the limit of your stamina, your strength to go on and remain a person with feeling and rational thought, into desperation. . . to rebel against their very understanding of society itself, and want to tear it out from the roots up, including the church even for some, it would have to have been horrific for the daily lives of those of the third estate.