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Osborne
,
whose
conduct
to
him
,
and
to
all
inferiors
,
was
generally
overbearing
(
nor
does
the
continental
domestic
like
to
be
treated
with
insolence
as
our
own
better-tempered
servants
do
)
,
and
secondly
,
he
was
angry
that
so
many
valuables
should
be
removed
from
under
his
hands
,
to
fall
into
other
people
's
possession
when
the
English
discomfiture
should
arrive
.
Of
this
defeat
he
and
a
vast
number
of
other
persons
in
Brussels
and
Belgium
did
not
make
the
slightest
doubt
.
The
almost
universal
belief
was
,
that
the
Emperor
would
divide
the
Prussian
and
English
armies
,
annihilate
one
after
the
other
,
and
march
into
Brussels
before
three
days
were
over
:
when
all
the
movables
of
his
present
masters
,
who
would
be
killed
,
or
fugitives
,
or
prisoners
,
would
lawfully
become
the
property
of
Monsieur
Isidor
.
As
he
helped
Jos
through
his
toilsome
and
complicated
daily
toilette
,
this
faithful
servant
would
calculate
what
he
should
do
with
the
very
articles
with
which
he
was
decorating
his
master
's
person
.
He
would
make
a
present
of
the
silver
essence-bottles
and
toilet
knicknacks
to
a
young
lady
of
whom
he
was
fond
;
and
keep
the
English
cutlery
and
the
large
ruby
pin
for
himself
.
It
would
look
very
smart
upon
one
of
the
fine
frilled
shirts
,
which
,
with
the
gold-laced
cap
and
the
frogged
frock
coat
,
that
might
easily
be
cut
down
to
suit
his
shape
,
and
the
Captain
's
gold-headed
cane
,
and
the
great
double
ring
with
the
rubies
,
which
he
would
have
made
into
a
pair
of
beautiful
earrings
,
he
calculated
would
make
a
perfect
Adonis
of
himself
,
and
render
Mademoiselle
Reine
an
easy
prey
.
"
How
those
sleeve-buttons
will
suit
me
!
"
thought
he
,
as
he
fixed
a
pair
on
the
fat
pudgy
wrists
of
Mr.
Sedley
.
"
I
long
for
sleeve-buttons
;
and
the
Captain
's
boots
with
brass
spurs
,
in
the
next
room
,
corbleu
!
what
an
effect
they
will
make
in
the
Allee
Verte
!
"
So
while
Monsieur
Isidor
with
bodily
fingers
was
holding
on
to
his
master
's
nose
,
and
shaving
the
lower
part
of
Jos
's
face
,
his
imagination
was
rambling
along
the
Green
Avenue
,
dressed
out
in
a
frogged
coat
and
lace
,
and
in
company
with
Mademoiselle
Reine
;
he
was
loitering
in
spirit
on
the
banks
,
and
examining
the
barges
sailing
slowly
under
the
cool
shadows
of
the
trees
by
the
canal
,
or
refreshing
himself
with
a
mug
of
Faro
at
the
bench
of
a
beer-house
on
the
road
to
Laeken
.
But
Mr.
Joseph
Sedley
,
luckily
for
his
own
peace
,
no
more
knew
what
was
passing
in
his
domestic
's
mind
than
the
respected
reader
,
and
I
suspect
what
John
or
Mary
,
whose
wages
we
pay
,
think
of
ourselves
.
What
our
servants
think
of
us
!
--
Did
we
know
what
our
intimates
and
dear
relations
thought
of
us
,
we
should
live
in
a
world
that
we
should
be
glad
to
quit
,
and
in
a
frame
of
mind
and
a
constant
terror
,
that
would
be
perfectly
unbearable
.
So
Jos
's
man
was
marking
his
victim
down
,
as
you
see
one
of
Mr.
Paynter
's
assistants
in
Leadenhall
Street
ornament
an
unconscious
turtle
with
a
placard
on
which
is
written
,
"
Soup
to-morrow
.
"
Amelia
's
attendant
was
much
less
selfishly
disposed
.
Few
dependents
could
come
near
that
kind
and
gentle
creature
without
paying
their
usual
tribute
of
loyalty
and
affection
to
her
sweet
and
affectionate
nature
.
And
it
is
a
fact
that
Pauline
,
the
cook
,
consoled
her
mistress
more
than
anybody
whom
she
saw
on
this
wretched
morning
;
for
when
she
found
how
Amelia
remained
for
hours
,
silent
,
motionless
,
and
haggard
,
by
the
windows
in
which
she
had
placed
herself
to
watch
the
last
bayonets
of
the
column
as
it
marched
away
,
the
honest
girl
took
the
lady
's
hand
,
and
said
,
Tenez
,
Madame
,
est-ce
qu'il
n'est
pas
aussi
a
l'armee
,
mon
homme
a
moi
?
with
which
she
burst
into
tears
,
and
Amelia
falling
into
her
arms
,
did
likewise
,
and
so
each
pitied
and
soothed
the
other
.
Several
times
during
the
forenoon
Mr.
Jos
's
Isidor
went
from
his
lodgings
into
the
town
,
and
to
the
gates
of
the
hotels
and
lodging-houses
round
about
the
Parc
,
where
the
English
were
congregated
,
and
there
mingled
with
other
valets
,
couriers
,
and
lackeys
,
gathered
such
news
as
was
abroad
,
and
brought
back
bulletins
for
his
master
's
information
.
Almost
all
these
gentlemen
were
in
heart
partisans
of
the
Emperor
,
and
had
their
opinions
about
the
speedy
end
of
the
campaign
.
The
Emperor
's
proclamation
from
Avesnes
had
been
distributed
everywhere
plentifully
in
Brussels
.
"
Soldiers
!
"
it
said
,
"
this
is
the
anniversary
of
Marengo
and
Friedland
,
by
which
the
destinies
of
Europe
were
twice
decided
.
Then
,
as
after
Austerlitz
,
as
after
Wagram
,
we
were
too
generous
.
We
believed
in
the
oaths
and
promises
of
princes
whom
we
suffered
to
remain
upon
their
thrones
.
Let
us
march
once
more
to
meet
them
.
We
and
they
,
are
we
not
still
the
same
men
?
Soldiers
!
these
same
Prussians
who
are
so
arrogant
to-day
,
were
three
to
one
against
you
at
Jena
,
and
six
to
one
at
Montmirail
.
Those
among
you
who
were
prisoners
in
England
can
tell
their
comrades
what
frightful
torments
they
suffered
on
board
the
English
hulks
.
Madmen
!
a
moment
of
prosperity
has
blinded
them
,
and
if
they
enter
into
France
it
will
be
to
find
a
grave
there
!
"
But
the
partisans
of
the
French
prophesied
a
more
speedy
extermination
of
the
Emperor
's
enemies
than
this
;
and
it
was
agreed
on
all
hands
that
Prussians
and
British
would
never
return
except
as
prisoners
in
the
rear
of
the
conquering
army
.
These
opinions
in
the
course
of
the
day
were
brought
to
operate
upon
Mr.
Sedley
.
He
was
told
that
the
Duke
of
Wellington
had
gone
to
try
and
rally
his
army
,
the
advance
of
which
had
been
utterly
crushed
the
night
before
.
"
Crushed
,
psha
!
"
said
Jos
,
whose
heart
was
pretty
stout
at
breakfast-time
.
"
The
Duke
has
gone
to
beat
the
Emperor
as
he
has
beaten
all
his
generals
before
.
"
