Come, what shall we do to amuse ourselves ?" "The First Consul must have a fine lot of weapons, madame," replied the boy.
"Yes, very fine ones.

Well, I will show you the First Consul's arms." Josephine, leading the child, went out of one door, and Madame de Montrevel followed the usher through the other.
On the way the countess met a fair man, with a pale face and haggard eye, who looked at her with an uneasiness that seemed habitual to him.
She drew hastily aside to let him pass.

The usher noticed her movement.
"That is the minister of police," he said in a low voice.

Madame de Montrevel watched him as he disappeared, with a certain curiosity.
Fouche was already at that time fatally celebrated.

Just then the door of Bonaparte's study opened and his head was seen through the aperture.
He caught sight of Madame de Montrevel.
"Come in, madame," he said; "come in." Madame de Montrevel hastened her steps and entered the study.
"Come in," said Bonaparte, closing the door himself.