Part 46 (1/2)
Bonaparte perceived, too late, that the speech he had just made was like the sword of the archangel, double-edged; if Sieyes was unfrocked, Talleyrand was unmitred. He cast a rapid glance at his companion's face; the ex-bishop of Autun was smiling his sweetest smile.
”Then I can count upon him?”
”I will answer for him.”
”And Cambaceres and Lebrun, have you seen them?”
”I took Sieyes in hand as the most recalcitrant. Bruix saw the other two.”
The admiral, from the midst of the group, had never taken his eyes off of the general and the diplomatist. He suspected that their conversation had a special importance. Bonaparte made him a sign to join them. A less able man would have done so at once, but Bruix avoided such a mistake.
He walked about the room with affected indifference, and then, as if he had just perceived Talleyrand and Bonaparte talking together, he went up to them.
”Bruix is a very able man!” said Bonaparte, who judged men as much by little as by great things.
”And above all very cautious, general!” said Talleyrand.
”Yes. We will need a corkscrew to pull anything out of him.”
”Oh, no; on the contrary, now that he has joined us, he, will broach the question frankly.”
And, indeed, no sooner had Bruix joined them than he began in words as clear as they were concise: ”I have seen them; they waver!”
”They waver! Cambaceres and Lebrun waver? Lebrun I can understand--a sort of man of letters, a moderate, a Puritan; but Cambaceres--”
”But it is so.”
”But didn't you tell them that I intended to make them each a consul?”
”I didn't get as far as that,” replied Bruix, laughing.
”And why not?” inquired Bonaparte.
”Because this is the first word you have told me about your intentions, Citizen General.”
”True,” said Bonaparte, biting his lips.
”Am I to repair the omission?” asked Bruix.
”No, no,” exclaimed Bonaparte hastily; ”they might think I needed them.
I won't have any quibbling. They must decide to-day without any other conditions than those you have offered them; to-morrow it will be too late. I feel strong enough to stand alone; and I now have Sieyes and Barras.”
”Barras?” repeated the two negotiators astonished.
”Yes, Barras, who treated me like a little corporal, and wouldn't send me back to Italy, because, he said, I had made my fortune there, and it was useless to return. Well, Barras--”
”Barras?”
”Nothing.” Then, changing his mind, ”Faith! I may as well tell you. Do you know what Barras said at dinner yesterday before me? That it was impossible to go on any longer with the Const.i.tution of the year III. He admitted the necessity of a dictators.h.i.+p; said he had decided to abandon the reins of government, and retire; adding that he himself was looked upon as worn-out, and that the Republic needed new men. Now, guess to whom he thinks of transferring his power. I give it you, as Madame de Sevigne says, in a hundred, thousand, ten thousand. No other than General Hedouville, a worthy man, but I have only to look him in the face to make him lower his eyes. My glance must have been blasting!
As the result, Barras came to my bedside at eight o'clock, to excuse himself as best he could for the nonsense he talked the night before, and admitted that I alone could save the Republic, and placed himself at my disposal, to do what I wished, a.s.sume any role I might a.s.sign him, begging me to promise that if I had any plan in my head I would count on him--yes, on him; and he would be true to the crack of doom.”