“Pooh! If I had bad news, do you think I would tell you?”
“How reassuring that is!”
“Well, don’t be uneasy, for I have nothing but good news. Only, I have given you a part in the conspiracy.”
“What is it?”
“Sit down and write to Gohier.”
“That we won’t dine with him?”
“On the contrary, ask him to come and breakfast with us. Between those who like each other as we do there can’t be too much intercourse.”
Josephine sat down at a little rosewood writing desk “Dictate,” said she; “I will write.”
“Goodness! for them to recognize my style! Nonsense; you know better than I how to write one of those charming notes there is no resisting.”
Josephine smiled at the compliment, turned her forehead to Bonaparte, who kissed it lovingly, and wrote the following note, which we have copied from the original: