"Yes, truly," cried Bonaparte, in a loud voice, "I have good reason to complain; and, to pass from great to little things, look, I pray you, at Bourrienne's case.

He possesses my most unbounded confidence.

He alone is entrusted, under my orders, with all the details of the negotiation.

This you well know; and yet your Directory will not strike him off the list.

In a word it is not only an inconceivable, but an extremely stupid piece of business; for he has all my secrets; he knows my ultimatum, and could by a single word realize a handsome fortune, and laugh at your obstinacy.