forced, the Palace is full of soldiers. Get up!"

The General opened his eyes, he saw Commissary Bertoglio standing beside

his bed.

He sprang up.

General," said the Commissary, "I have come to fulfil a duty."

I understand," said General Leflô, "you are a traitor."

The Commissary stammering out the words, "Plot against the safety of the

State," displayed a warrant. The General, without pronouncing a word,

struck this infamous paper with the back of his hand.

Then dressing himself, he put on his full uniform of Constantine and of

Médéah, thinking in his imaginative, soldier-like loyalty that there were

still generals of Africa for the soldiers whom he would find on his way.

All the generals now remaining were brigands. His wife embraced him; his

son, a child of seven years, in his nightshirt, and in tears, said to the

Commissary of Police, "Mercy, Monsieur Bonaparte."

The General, while clasping his wife in his arms, whispered in her ear,

There is artillery in the courtyard, try and fire a cannon."

The Commissary and his men led him away. He regarded these policemen with

contempt, and did not speak to them, but when he recognized Colonel

Espinasse, his military and Breton heart swelled with indignation.

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