“Fouche, as Minister of Police, in times of difficulty, has by his talent, his activity, and his attachment to the Government done all that circumstances required of him.  Placed in the bosom of the Senate, if events should again call for a Minister of Police the Government cannot find one more worthy of its confidence.”

From this moment the departments of Justice and Police united were confided to the hands of Regnier.’  Bonaparte’s aversion for Fouche strangely blinded him with respect to the capabilities of his successor.  Besides, how could the administration of justice, which rests on fixed, rigid, and unchangeable bases, proceed hand in hand with another administration placed on the quicksand of instantaneous decisions, and surrounded by stratagems and deceptions?  Justice should never have anything to do with secret police, unless it be to condemn it.

—­[M.  Abrial, Minister of Justice, was called to the Senate at the same time as Fouche.  Understanding that the assimilation of the two men was more a disgrace to Abrial than the mere loss of the Ministry, the First Consul said to M. Abrial:  “In uniting the Ministry of Police to that of Justice I could not retain you in the Ministry, you are too upright a man to manage the police.”  Not a flattering speech for Regnier.—­Bourrienne.]—­

What could be expected from Regnier, charged as he was with incompatible functions?  What, under such circumstances, could have been expected even from a man gifted with great talents?  Such was the exact history of Fouche’s disgrace.  No person was more afflicted at it than Madame Bonaparte, who only leaned the news when it was announced to the public.  Josephine, on all occasions, defended Fouche against her husband’s sallies.  She believed that he was the only one of his Ministers who told him the truth.  She had such a high opinion of the way in which Fouche managed the police that the first time I was alone with her after our return from Mortfontaine she said to me, “My dear Bourrienne; speak openly to me; will Napoleon know all about the plots from the police of Moncey, Duroc, Junot, and of Davoust?  You know better than I do that these are only wretched spies.  Has not Savary also eventually got his police?  How all this alarms me.  They take away all my supports, and surround me only with enemies.”—­“To justify your regrets we should be sure that Fouche has never been in agreement with Lucien in favour of the divorce.”—­“Oh, I do not believe that.  Bonaparte does not like him, and he would have been certain to tell me of it when I spoke favourably to him of Fouche.  You will see that his brothers will end by bringing him into their plan.”

I have already spoken of Josephine’s troubles, and of the bad conduct of Joseph, but more particularly of Lucien, towards her; I will therefore describe here, as connected with the disgrace of Fouche, whom Madame Bonaparte regretted as a support, some scenes which occurred about this period at Malmaison.  Having been the confidant of both parties, and an involuntary actor in those scenes, now that twenty-seven years have passed since they occurred what motive can induce me to disguise the truth in any respect?