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burlesques-第12章

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drawing…room; however brilliant they were in the field of battle。

The Emperor always asked me to take wine with him; and was full of

kindness and attention。



〃I like Eugene;〃 he would say; pinching my ear confidentially; as

his way was〃I like Eugene to keep company with such young fellows

as you; you have manners; you have principles; my rogues from the

camp have none。  And I like you; Philip my boy;〃 he added; 〃for

being so attentive to my poor wifethe Empress Josephine; I mean。〃

All these honors made my friends at the Marquis's very proud; and

my enemies at Court crever with envy。  Among these; the atrocious

Cambaceres was not the least active and envenomed。



The cause of the many attentions which were paid to me; and which;

like a vain coxcomb; I had chosen to attribute to my own personal

amiability; soon was apparent。  Having formed a good opinion of my

gallantry from my conduct in various actions and forlorn hopes

during the war; the Emperor was most anxious to attach me to his

service。  The Grand Cross of St。 Louis; the title of Count; the

command of a crack cavalry regiment; the l4me Chevaux Marins; were

the bribes that were actually offered to me; and must I say it?

Blanche; the lovely; the perfidious Blanche; was one of the agents

employed to tempt me to commit this act of treason。



〃Object to enter a foreign service!〃 she said; in reply to my

refusal。  〃It is you; Philip; who are in a foreign service。  The

Irish nation is in exile; and in the territories of its French

allies。  Irish traitors are not here; they march alone under the

accursed flag of the Saxon; whom the great Napoleon would have

swept from the face of the earth; but for the fatal valor of Irish

mercenaries!  Accept this offer; and my heart; my hand; my all are

yours。  Refuse it; Philip; and we part。〃



〃To wed the abominable Cambaceres!〃 I cried; stung with rage。  〃To

wear a duchess's coronet; Blanche!  Ha; ha!  Mushrooms; instead of

strawberry…leaves; should decorate the brows of the upstart French

nobility。  I shall withdraw my parole。  I demand to be sent to

prisonto be exchangedto dieanything rather than be a traitor;

and the tool of a traitress!〃  Taking up my hat; I left the room in

a fury; and flinging open the door tumbled over Cambaceres; who was

listening at the key…hole; and must have overheard every word of

our conversation。



We tumbled over each other; as Blanche was shrieking with laughter

at our mutual discomfiture。  Her scorn only made me more mad; and;

having spurs on; I began digging them into Cambaceres' fat sides as

we rolled on the carpet; until the Marshal howled with rage and

anger。



〃This insult must be avenged with blood!〃 roared the Duke of

Illyria。



〃I have already drawn it;〃 says I; 〃with my spurs。〃



〃Malheur et malediction!〃 roared the Marshal。



〃Hadn't you better settle your wig?〃 says I; offering it to him on

the tip of my cane; 〃and we'll arrange time and place when you have

put your jasey in order。〃  I shall never forget the look of revenge

which he cast at me; as I was thus turning him into ridicule before

his mistress。



〃Lady Blanche;〃 I continued bitterly; 〃as you look to share the

Duke's coronet; hadn't you better see to his wig?〃 and so saying; I

cocked my hat; and walked out of the Marquis's place; whistling

〃Garryowen。〃



I knew my man would not be long in following me; and waited for him

in the Place Vendome; where I luckily met Eugene too; who was

looking at the picture…shop in the corner。  I explained to him my

affair in a twinkling。  He at once agreed to go with me to the

ground; and commended me; rather than otherwise; for refusing the

offer which had been made to me。  〃I knew it would be so;〃 he said;

kindly; 〃I told my father you wouldn't。  A man with the blood of

the Fogarties; Phil my boy; doesn't wheel about like those fellows

of yesterday。〃  So; when Cambaceres came out; which he did

presently; with a more furious air than before; I handed him at

once over to Eugene; who begged him to name a friend; and an early

hour for the meeting to take place。



〃Can you make it before eleven; Phil?〃 said Beauharnais。  〃The

Emperor reviews the troops in the Bois de Boulogne at that hour;

and we might fight there handy before the review。〃



〃Done!〃 said I。  〃I want of all things to see the newly…arrived

Saxon cavalry manoeuvre:〃 on which Cambaceres; giving me a look; as

much as to say; 〃See sights!  Watch cavalry manoeuvres!  Make your

soul; and take measure for a coffin; my boy!〃 walked away; naming

our mutual acquaintance; Marshal Ney; to Eugene; as his second in

the business。



I had purchased from Murat a very fine Irish horse; Bugaboo; out of

Smithereens; by Fadladeen; which ran into the French ranks at

Salamanca; with poor Jack Clonakilty; of the 13th; dead; on the top

of him。  Bugaboo was too much and too ugly an animal for the King

of Naples; who; though a showy horseman; was a bad rider across

country; and I got the horse for a song。  A wickeder and uglier

brute never wore pig…skin; and I never put my leg over such a

timber…jumper in my life。  I rode the horse down to the Bois de

Boulogne on the morning that the affair with Cambaceres was to come

off; and Lanty held him as I went in; 〃sure to win;〃 as they say in

the ring。



Cambaceres was known to be the best shot in the French army; but I;

who am a pretty good hand at a snipe; thought a man was bigger; and

that I could wing him if I had a mind。  As soon as Ney gave the

word; we both fired: I felt a whiz past my left ear; and putting up

my hand there; found a large piece of my whiskers gone; whereas at

the same moment; and shrieking a horrible malediction; my adversary

reeled and fell。



〃Mon Dieu; il est mort!〃 cried Ney。



〃Pas de tout;〃 said Beauharnais。  〃Ecoute; il jure toujours。〃



And such; indeed; was the fact: the supposed dead man lay on the

ground cursing most frightfully。  We went up to him: he was blind

with the loss of blood; and my ball had carried off the bridge of

his nose。  He recovered; but he was always called the Prince of

Ponterotto in the French army; afterwards。  The surgeon in

attendance having taken charge of this unfortunate warrior; we rode

off to the review where Ney and Eugene were on duty at the head of

their respective divisions; and where; by the way; Cambaceres; as

the French say; 〃se faisait desirer。〃



It was arranged that Cambaceres' division of six battalions and

nine…and…twenty squadrons should execute a ricochet movement;

supported by artillery in the intervals; and converging by

different epaulements on the light infantry; that formed; as usual;

the centre of the line。  It was by this famous manoeuvre that at

Arcola; at Montenotte; at Friedland; and subsequently at Mazagran;

Suwaroff; Prince Charles; and General Castanos were defeated with

such victorious slaughter: but it is a movement which; I need not

tell every military man; require
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