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. "I have kept you waiting much against my will; but I had to give Fouche a scolding. You know I am very well satisfied with Roland, and that I intend to make a general of him at the first opportunity. When did you arrive?"
"This very moment, general."
"Where from? Roland told me, but I have forgotten."
"From Bourg."
"What road?"
"Through Champagne."
"Champagne! Then when did you reach Chatillon?"
"Yesterday morning at nine o'clock."
"In that case, you must have heard of the stoppage of the diligence."
"General--"
"Yes, a diligence was stopped at ten in the morning, between Chatillon and Bar-sur-Seine."
"General, it was ours."
"Yours?"
"Yes."
"You were in the diligence that was stopped?"
"I was."
"Ah! now I shall get the exact details! Excuse me, but you understand my desire for correct information, don't you? In a civilized country which has General Bonaparte for its chief magistrate, diligences can't be stopped in broad daylight on the highroads with impunity, or--"
"General, I can tell you nothing, except that those who stopped it were on horseback and masked."
"How many were there?"
"Four."
"How many men were there in the diligence?"
"Four, including the conductor."
"And they didn't defend themselves?"
"No, general."
"The police report says, however, that two shots were fired."
"Yes, general, but those two shots--"
"Well?"
"Were fired by my son."
"Your son? Why, he is in Vendee!"
"Roland, yes; but Edouard was with me."
"Edouard! Who is Edouard?"
"Roland's brother."
"True, he spoke of him; but he is only a child."
"He is not yet twelve, general."
"And it was he who fired the two shots?"
"Yes, general."
"Why didn't you bring him with you?"
"I did."
"Where is he?"
"I left him with Madame Bonaparte."
Bonaparte rang, and an usher appeared.
"Tell Josephine to bring the boy to me." Then, walking up and down his study, he muttered, "Four men! And a child taught them courage! Were any of the robbers wounded?"
"There were no balls in the pistols."
"What I no balls?"