Yesterday morning the Emperor divorced the Empress Josephine.

He had ordered all his family to be present at the ceremony. His ministers and his marshals had to be there too, with their wives. But when Jean came into my room at ten oclock, I was still in bed.

"What are you doing there?" he asked. "We must be at the Tuillerise at eleven oclock."

"Im not going," I said. "Im sorry for Josephine. I refuse to watch her shame. Tell the Emperor that Im not feeling well."

"He may send his doctor to you again," Jean replied with a smile. "But I understand. Stay in bed, my girl. Ill ask Marie to bring you some hot milk."

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