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And Rostov got up and went wandering among the campfires,

dreaming of what happiness it would be to die-not in saving the

Emperor's life (he did not even dare to dream of that), but

simply to die before his eyes. He really was in love with the

Tsar and the glory of the Russian arms and the hope of future

triumph. And he was not the only man to experience that feeling

during those memorable days preceding the battle of Austerlitz:

nine tenths of the men in the Russian army were then in love,

though less ecstatically, with their Tsar and the glory of the

Russian arms.

CHAPTER XI

The next day the Emperor stopped at Wischau, and Villier, his

physician, was repeatedly summoned to see him. At headquarters

and among the troops near by the news spread that the Emperor was

unwell. He ate nothing and had slept badly that night, those

around him reported. The cause of this indisposition was the

strong impression made on his sensitive mind by the sight of the

killed and wounded.