boysh sports and studies.” Taking advantage
of the Emperor’s good humour I ventured to tell
him what happiness it would give me if it were possible
that I could share with him the revival of all recollections
which were mutually dear to us. But Napoleon,
after a moment’s pause, said with extreme kindness,
“Hark ye, Bourrienne, in your situation and
mine this cannot be. It is more than two years
since we parted. What would be said of so sudden
a reconciliation? I tell you frankly that I
have regretted you, and the circumstances in which
I have frequently been placed have often made me wish
to recall you. At Boulogne I was quite resolved
upon it. Rapp, perhaps, has informed you of
it. He liked you, and he assured me that he
would be delighted at your return. But if upon
reflection I changed my mind it was because, as I
have often told you, I will not have it said that
I stand in need of any one. No. Go to Hamburg.
I have formed some projects respecting Germany in
which you can be useful to me. It is there I
will give a mortal blow to England. I will deprive
her of the Continent,—besides, I have some
ideas not yet matured which extend much farther.
There is not sufficient unanimity amongst the nations
of Europe. European society must be regenerated—a
superior power must control the other powers, and
compel them to live in peace with each other; and
France is well situated for that purpose. For
details you will receive instructions from Talleyrand;
but I recommend you, above all things, to keep a strict
watch on the emigrants. Woe to them if they
become too dangerous! I know that there are still
agitators,—among them all the ‘Marquis
de Versailles’, the courtiers of the old school.
But they are moths who will burn themselves in the
candle. You have been an emigrant yourself,
Bourrienne; you feel a partiality for them, and you
know that I have allowed upwards of two hundred of
them to return upon your recommendation. But
the case is altered. Those who are abroad are
hardened. They do not wish to return home.
Watch them closely. That is the only particular
direction I give you. You are to be Minister
from France to Hamburg; but your place will be an
independent one; besides your correspondence with
the Minister for Foreign Affairs, I authorise you
to write to me personally, whenever you have anything
particular to communicate. You will likewise
correspond with Fouche.”
Here the Emperor remained silent for a moment, and
I was preparing to retire, but he detained me, saying
in the kindest manner, “What, are you going
already, Bourrienne? Are you in a hurry?
Let, us chat a little longer. God knows, when
we may see each other again!” Then after two
or three moments’ silence he said, “The
more I reflect on our situation, on our former intimacy,
and our subsequent separation, the more I see the
necessity of your going to Hamburg. Go, then,
my dear fellow, I advise you. Trust me.
When do you think of setting out?” “In
May.”—“In May? . . .
Ah, I shall be in Milan then, for I wish to stop at
Turin. I like the Piedmontese; they are the
best soldiers in Italy.”—“Sire,
the King of Italy will be the junior of the Emperor
of France!”