Chapters (73)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1 - Napoleon
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10 - Arthur
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15 - Napoleon
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21 - The Bridge at Arcola
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23 - Arthur
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27 - Napoleon
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33 - Arthur
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39 - Napoleon
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46 - Arthur
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48 - Seringapatam, April 1799
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50 - Napoleon
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55 - Arthur
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62 - Napoleon
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66 - Arthur
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Author’s note
They left Talleyrand’s house by a side entrance, two by two, with Lucien and Napoleon the last to depart. The streets were dark as they strode quickly back to the Rue Chantereine. Lucien frequently glanced over his shoulder to see if they were being followed, but the few people they saw seemed to pay them no attention. Once they had reached the house and the door was closed on the street Lucien relaxed his shoulders with a sigh of relief.
‘Is it really that dangerous?’ Napoleon asked.
‘Believe me, brother, I’ve been in Paris long enough to know that the police regard everyone with suspicion. And they’d be more than a little interested in a meeting of some prominent officers and politicians at the house of the foreign minister. Make no mistake. From this time our lives will be in danger, constantly.’
Chapter 28
Chapter 28
Napoleon’s desire to hide himself from public view lasted until the ceremony held at the Luxembourg palace where he formally presented the treaty to the Directory. He stood in front of the dais where the five Directors sat on high-backed chairs, lavishly upholstered in red and gold. Barras and the others wore fine dress coats and the broad tricolour sash of their office. By contrast, Napoleon and Junot wore plain uniforms, without decorations. His brother Lucien, who had already made a name for himself in the Assembly as a fiery radical, had advised him to dress up for the occasion, to let all of Paris know that he was the equal of the Directors. But Napoleon had refused. It was far too early to try to upstage Barras and his companions.At the moment he enjoyed the popularity that the common people were inclined to lavish on their military heroes. However, that kind of popular acclaim was double-edged.The more the people expressed their approval of him, the more suspicion and jealousy was aroused amongst their political leaders. It was already clear to Napoleon that he was going to need the support of both elements if he was to win the prime army commands in the coming years. For the present he must ensure that he did not offend his political masters. Better to play the loyal servant of the state with a display of humility that was sure to create a favourable impression on the public, even as the Directors were reassured that the young general was content to live in their shadow.
Barras rose from his seat and approached the lectern in front of the Directors and raised a hand to quiet the deputies and the other guests.When all was still he drew a deep breath and began the address.