The Emperor, a broken man bearing the seed of death, had been allowed to join her at Chiselhurst, thus returning to the land where he had found asylum in his early adversity.

It is strange how the Buonapartes, from the beginning to the close of their wondrous dynasty, had to deal with England.
The first of that great line died a captive to English arms, the last perished fighting our foes.
"Paris has not fallen yet, has it, sir ?" the waiter asked me when he brought my breakfast on the following day--and I think the world talked of little else than Paris that rainy morning.

For the siege had now lasted six weeks, and the ring of steel and iron was closing around the doomed city.
The London newspapers had not arrived, so the morning news was passed from mouth to mouth with that eagerness which is no respecter of persons.

Strangers spoke to each other in the coffee-room, and no man hesitated to ask a question of his neighbour--the whole world seemed akin.

In those days Southampton was the port of discharge for the Indian liners, and the hotel was full, every table being occupied.