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"
His
papers
are
burned
,
his
effects
are
removed
,
and
his
quarters
are
being
got
ready
for
the
Duke
of
Dalmatia
,
"
Jos
's
informant
replied
.
"
I
had
it
from
his
own
maitre
d'hotel
.
Milor
Duc
de
Richemont
's
people
are
packing
up
everything
.
His
Grace
has
fled
already
,
and
the
Duchess
is
only
waiting
to
see
the
plate
packed
to
join
the
King
of
France
at
Ostend
.
"
"
The
King
of
France
is
at
Ghent
,
fellow
,
"
replied
Jos
,
affecting
incredulity
.
"
He
fled
last
night
to
Bruges
,
and
embarks
today
from
Ostend
.
The
Duc
de
Berri
is
taken
prisoner
.
Those
who
wish
to
be
safe
had
better
go
soon
,
for
the
dykes
will
be
opened
to-morrow
,
and
who
can
fly
when
the
whole
country
is
under
water
?
"
"
Nonsense
,
sir
,
we
are
three
to
one
,
sir
,
against
any
force
Boney
can
bring
into
the
field
,
"
Mr.
Sedley
objected
;
"
the
Austrians
and
the
Russians
are
on
their
march
.
He
must
,
he
shall
be
crushed
,
"
Jos
said
,
slapping
his
hand
on
the
table
.
"
The
Prussians
were
three
to
one
at
Jena
,
and
he
took
their
army
and
kingdom
in
a
week
.
They
were
six
to
one
at
Montmirail
,
and
he
scattered
them
like
sheep
.
The
Austrian
army
is
coming
,
but
with
the
Empress
and
the
King
of
Rome
at
its
head
;
and
the
Russians
,
bah
!
the
Russians
will
withdraw
.
No
quarter
is
to
be
given
to
the
English
,
on
account
of
their
cruelty
to
our
braves
on
board
the
infamous
pontoons
.
Look
here
,
here
it
is
in
black
and
white
.
Here
's
the
proclamation
of
his
Majesty
the
Emperor
and
King
,
"
said
the
now
declared
partisan
of
Napoleon
,
and
taking
the
document
from
his
pocket
,
Isidor
sternly
thrust
it
into
his
master
's
face
,
and
already
looked
upon
the
frogged
coat
and
valuables
as
his
own
spoil
.
Jos
was
,
if
not
seriously
alarmed
as
yet
,
at
least
considerably
disturbed
in
mind
.
"
Give
me
my
coat
and
cap
,
sir
,
said
he
,
"
and
follow
me
.
I
will
go
myself
and
learn
the
truth
of
these
reports
.
"
Isidor
was
furious
as
Jos
put
on
the
braided
frock
.
"
Milor
had
better
not
wear
that
military
coat
,
"
said
he
;
"
the
Frenchmen
have
sworn
not
to
give
quarter
to
a
single
British
soldier
.
"
"
Silence
,
sirrah
!
"
said
Jos
,
with
a
resolute
countenance
still
,
and
thrust
his
arm
into
the
sleeve
with
indomitable
resolution
,
in
the
performance
of
which
heroic
act
he
was
found
by
Mrs.
Rawdon
Crawley
,
who
at
this
juncture
came
up
to
visit
Amelia
,
and
entered
without
ringing
at
the
antechamber
door
.
Rebecca
was
dressed
very
neatly
and
smartly
,
as
usual
:
her
quiet
sleep
after
Rawdon
's
departure
had
refreshed
her
,
and
her
pink
smiling
cheeks
were
quite
pleasant
to
look
at
,
in
a
town
and
on
a
day
when
everybody
else
's
countenance
wore
the
appearance
of
the
deepest
anxiety
and
gloom
.
She
laughed
at
the
attitude
in
which
Jos
was
discovered
,
and
the
struggles
and
convulsions
with
which
the
stout
gentleman
thrust
himself
into
the
braided
coat
.
