hitherto flow her silent side
- From: game@xxxxxxxxxxx (Linette)
- Date: Wed, 7 Nov 2007 05:47:13 GMT
feeling that he could be
of no further assistance. It had only been in his power to recall
Josephine to a consciousness of her misery; but for her misery itself he
had no medicine; he knew that her tears and her daughter's sympathy
could alone give relief.
Josephine lay weeping in her daughter's arms, when Napoleon came in to
inquire after her condition. As he seated himself at her bedside, she
shrank back with a feeling of horror, her tears ceased to flow, and her
usually so mild and joyous eyes now shot glances of anger and offended
love at the emperor. But love soon conquered anger. She extended her
tremulous hand to Napoleon; the sad, sweet smile, peculiar to woman,
trembled on her lips, and, in a gentle, touching voice, she said: "Was
I not right, my friend, when I shrank back in terror from the thought of
becoming an empress[18]?"
[Footnote 18: Josephine's own narrative. See Bourrienne, vol. iii., p.
342, _et seq_.]
Napoleon made no reply. He turned away and wept. But these farewell
tears of his love could not change Josephine's
.
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