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"
Well
,
I
was
glad
enough
,
for
I
had
long
felt
the
greatest
sympathy
for
this
man
;
and
then
the
pretty
uniform
and
all
that
--
only
a
child
,
you
know
--
and
so
on
.
It
was
a
dark
green
dress
coat
with
gold
buttons
--
red
facings
,
white
trousers
,
and
a
white
silk
waistcoat
--
silk
stockings
,
shoes
with
buckles
,
and
top-boots
if
I
were
riding
out
with
his
majesty
or
with
the
suite
.
"
Though
the
position
of
all
of
us
at
that
time
was
not
particularly
brilliant
,
and
the
poverty
was
dreadful
all
round
,
yet
the
etiquette
at
court
was
strictly
preserved
,
and
the
more
strictly
in
proportion
to
the
growth
of
the
forebodings
of
disaster
.
"
"
Quite
so
,
quite
so
,
of
course
!
"
murmured
the
poor
prince
,
who
did
n't
know
where
to
look
.
"
Your
memoirs
would
be
most
interesting
.
"
The
general
was
,
of
course
,
repeating
what
he
had
told
Lebedeff
the
night
before
,
and
thus
brought
it
out
glibly
enough
,
but
here
he
looked
suspiciously
at
the
prince
out
of
the
corners
of
his
eyes
.
"
My
memoirs
!
"
he
began
,
with
redoubled
pride
and
dignity
.
"
Write
my
memoirs
?
The
idea
has
not
tempted
me
.
And
yet
,
if
you
please
,
my
memoirs
have
long
been
written
,
but
they
shall
not
see
the
light
until
dust
returns
to
dust
.
Then
,
I
doubt
not
,
they
will
be
translated
into
all
languages
,
not
of
course
on
account
of
their
actual
literary
merit
,
but
because
of
the
great
events
of
which
I
was
the
actual
witness
,
though
but
a
child
at
the
time
.
As
a
child
,
I
was
able
to
penetrate
into
the
secrecy
of
the
great
man
's
private
room
.
At
nights
I
have
heard
the
groans
and
wailings
of
this
'
giant
in
distress
.
'
He
could
feel
no
shame
in
weeping
before
such
a
mere
child
as
I
was
,
though
I
understood
even
then
that
the
reason
for
his
suffering
was
the
silence
of
the
Emperor
Alexander
.
"
"
Yes
,
of
course
;
he
had
written
letters
to
the
latter
with
proposals
of
peace
,
had
he
not
?
"
put
in
the
prince
.
"
We
did
not
know
the
details
of
his
proposals
,
but
he
wrote
letter
after
letter
,
all
day
and
every
day
.
He
was
dreadfully
agitated
.
Sometimes
at
night
I
would
throw
myself
upon
his
breast
with
tears
(
Oh
,
how
I
loved
that
man
!
)
.
'
Ask
forgiveness
,
Oh
,
ask
forgiveness
of
the
Emperor
Alexander
!
'
I
would
cry
.
I
should
have
said
,
of
course
,
'
Make
peace
with
Alexander
,
'
but
as
a
child
I
expressed
my
idea
in
the
naive
way
recorded
.
'
Oh
,
my
child
,
'
he
would
say
(
he
loved
to
talk
to
me
and
seemed
to
forget
my
tender
years
)
,
'
Oh
,
my
child
,
I
am
ready
to
kiss
Alexander
's
feet
,
but
I
hate
and
abominate
the
King
of
Prussia
and
the
Austrian
Emperor
,
and
--
and
--
but
you
know
nothing
of
politics
,
my
child
.
'
He
would
pull
up
,
remembering
whom
he
was
speaking
to
,
but
his
eyes
would
sparkle
for
a
long
while
after
this
.
Well
now
,
if
I
were
to
describe
all
this
,
and
I
have
seen
greater
events
than
these
,
all
these
critical
gentlemen
of
the
press
and
political
parties
--
Oh
,
no
thanks
!
I
'm
their
very
humble
servant
,
but
no
thanks
!
"
"
Quite
so
--
parties
--
you
are
very
right
,
"
said
the
prince
.
"
I
was
reading
a
book
about
Napoleon
and
the
Waterloo
campaign
only
the
other
day
,
by
Charasse
,
in
which
the
author
does
not
attempt
to
conceal
his
joy
at
Napoleon
's
discomfiture
at
every
page
.
Well
now
,
I
do
n't
like
that
;
it
smells
of
'
party
,
'
you
know
.
You
are
quite
right
.
And
were
you
much
occupied
with
your
service
under
Napoleon
?
"
