Tonight Napoleons sword lies on the table beside my bed. Everyone else is wildly happy. They say that I have brought peace to France. But I myself am terribly sad.

Last night I lay awake for hours. The last heavy guns of Napoleons army were rolling past my house. They were supposed to defend Paris against the enemy. The plan was hopeless, of course. Half the city would have been destroyed, and half its people would have been killed.

The sun had only just risen when Marie came into my room. "Count Rosen wants to speak to you at once," she said.

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