13/19 When my emperor and his son come back, we shall be amazed that we ever believed them dead!" "But he disappeared--the emperor disappeared--he vanished," persisted the scholar. "For after that came the Russian Campaign. Ah, but it was a cold one! Such snow, such ice; so cold, so cold! It was then I lost my eye. My leg I left at Austerlitz, my arm at Jena; my eye I dropped somewhere in the Beresina,--so much the better. I could not see that freeze-out. |