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Chapter 4

           IturnedtoDavoustandaddressedmyreplytohim.Isaid,asthoughinspired:

           “‘Escape,general!Gohome!

           “Theprojectwasabandoned;Davoustshruggedhisshouldersandwentout,whisperingtohimself‘Bah,ildevientsuperstitieux!’Nextmorningtheordertoretreatwasgiven.”

           “Allthisismostinteresting,”saidtheprince,verysoftly,“ifitreallywassothatis,Imeanhehastenedtocorrecthimself.

           “Oh,mydearprince,”criedthegeneral,whowasnowsointoxicatedwithhisownnarrativethatheprobablycouldnothavepulledupatthemostpatentindiscretion.“Yousay,‘ifitreallywasso!’Therewasmoremuchmore,Iassureyou!Thesearemerelyafewlittlepoliticalacts.ItellyouIwastheeye-witnessofthenightlysorrowandgroaningsofthegreatman,andofthatnoonecanspeakbutmyself.Towardstheendheweptnomore,thoughhecontinuedtoemitanoccasionalgroan;buthisfacegrewmoreovercastdaybyday,asthoughEternitywerewrappingitsgloomymantleabouthim.Occasionallywepassedwholehoursofsilencetogetheratnight,Roustansnoringinthenextroomthatfellowsleptlikeapig.‘Buthe’sloyaltomeandmydynasty,’saidNapoleonofhim.

           “Sometimesitwasverypainfultome,andoncehecaughtmewithtearsinmyeyes.Helookedatmekindly.‘Youaresorryforme,’hesaid,‘you,mychild,andperhapsoneotherchildmyson,theKingofRomemaygrieveforme.

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