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Napoleon
looked
at
him
.
"
Do
you
remember
,
sire
,
what
you
did
me
the
honor
to
say
at
Smolénsk
?
"
continued
Rapp
.
"
The
wine
is
drawn
and
must
be
drunk
.
"
Napoleon
frowned
and
sat
silent
for
a
long
time
leaning
his
head
on
his
hand
.
"
This
poor
army
!
"
he
suddenly
remarked
.
"
It
has
diminished
greatly
since
Smolénsk
.
Fortune
is
frankly
a
courtesan
,
Rapp
.
I
have
always
said
so
and
I
am
beginning
to
experience
it
.
But
the
Guards
,
Rapp
,
the
Guards
are
intact
?
"
he
remarked
interrogatively
.
"
Yes
,
sire
,
"
replied
Rapp
.
Napoleon
took
a
lozenge
,
put
it
in
his
mouth
,
and
glanced
at
his
watch
.
He
was
not
sleepy
and
it
was
still
not
nearly
morning
.
It
was
impossible
to
give
further
orders
for
the
sake
of
killing
time
,
for
the
orders
had
all
been
given
and
were
now
being
executed
.
"
Have
the
biscuits
and
rice
been
served
out
to
the
regiments
of
the
Guards
?
"
asked
Napoleon
sternly
.
"
Yes
,
sire
.
"
"
The
rice
too
?
"
Rapp
replied
that
he
had
given
the
Emperor
's
order
about
the
rice
,
but
Napoleon
shook
his
head
in
dissatisfaction
as
if
not
believing
that
his
order
had
been
executed
.
An
attendant
came
in
with
punch
.
Napoleon
ordered
another
glass
to
be
brought
for
Rapp
,
and
silently
sipped
his
own
.
