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"I know," interrupted Bilibin, "you're thinking it's very easy to

take marshals, sitting on a sofa by the fire! That is true, but

still why didn't you capture him? So don't be surprised if not

only the Minister of War but also his Most August Majesty the

Emperor and King Francis is not much delighted by your victory.

Even I, a poor secretary of the Russian Embassy, do not feel any

need in token of my joy to give my Franz a thaler, or let him go

with his Liebchen to the Prater... True, we have no Prater

here..."

He looked straight at Prince Andrew and suddenly unwrinkled his

forehead.