As they disappeared Napoleon called after them.
"Send me that boy at the door.

Lights," he cried, as the young officer, not waiting for the order to be repeated, promptly entered the inner room and saluted.

"The maps on the table, bring them here, and the table, too," commanded the Emperor.
Even as the lights which were placed on the table dispelled the dusk of the room, so something had dispelled the gloom of the great man's soul.
For a moment he looked almost young again.

The gray pallor left his cheeks.

Fire sparkled in his eyes.
"Not yet--not yet," he muttered, spreading the maps upon the table.
"We will have one more try with fortune.