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e consequence of success； of recognition of promotion； or of marriage。 Hornblower was inwardly debating that very question at that very moment as well； oddly enough； and he was inclined to attribute it to advancing years。 For a few moments he subjected himself to his usual pitiless self…analysis； almost morbidly intense。 He knew he had grown blandly tolerant of the fact that his hair was thinning； and turning grey over his temples … the first time he had seen a gleam of pink scalp as he bed his hair he had been utterly revolted； but by now he had at least grown accustomed to it。 Then he looked down the double row of young faces at his table； and his heart warmed to them。 Without a doubt； he was growing paternal； ing to like young people in a way new to him； he suddenly became aware； for that matter； that he was growing to like people young or old； and was losing … temporarily at least； said his cautious spirit … that urgent desire to get away by himself and torture himself。
He raised his glass。
〃I give you a toast； gentlemen；〃 he said； 〃to the three officers whose careful attention to duty and whose marked professional ability resulted in the destruction of a dangerous enemy。〃
Bush and Montgomery and the two midshipmen raised their glasses and drank with enthusiasm； while Mound and Duncan and Freeman looked down at the tablecloth with British modesty； Mound； taken unawares； was blushing like a girl and wriggling unfortably in his chair。
〃Aren't you going to reply； Mr Mound？〃 said Montgomery。 〃You're the senior。〃
〃It was the modore；〃 said Mound； eyes still on the tablecloth。 〃It wasn't us。 He did it all。〃
〃That's right；〃 agreed Freeman； shaking his gipsy locks。
It was time to change the subject； thought Hornblower； sensing the approach of an awkward gap in the conversation after this spell of mutual congratulation。
〃A song； Mr Freeman。 We have all of us heard that you sing well。 Let us hear you。〃
Hornblower did not add that it was from a Junior Lord of the Admiralty that he had heard about Freeman's singing ability； and he concealed the fact that singing meant nothing to him。 Other people had this strange desire to hear music； and it was well to gratify the odd whim。
There was nothing self…conscious about Freeman when it came to singing： he simply lifted his chin； opened his mouth； and sang。
When first I looked in Chloe's eyes
Sapphire seas and summer skies …
An odd thing this music was。 Freeman was clearly performing some interesting and difficult feat； he was giving decided pleasure to these others （Hornblower stole a glance at them）； but all he was doing was to squeak and to grunt in different fashions； and drag out the words in an arbitrary way … and such words。 For the thousandth time in his life Hornblower gave up the struggle to imagine just what this music was which other people liked so much。 He told himself； as he always did； that for him to make the attempt was like a blind man trying to imagine colour。
Chloe is my o…o…o…only love！
Freeman finished his song； and everyone pounded on the table in genuine applause。
〃A very good song； and very well sung；〃 said Hornblower。
Montgomery was trying to catch his eye。
〃Will you excuse me； sir？〃 he said。 〃I have the second dogwatch。〃
That sufficed to break up the party； the three lieutenants had to return to their own ships； Bush wanted to take a look round on deck； and the two midshipmen； with a proper appreciation of the insignificance of their species； hastened to offer their thanks for their entertainment and take their departure。
That was quite the right sort of party； thought Hornblower； watching them go … good food； lively talk； and a quick ending。 He stepped out into the stern gallery； stooping carefully to avoid the low cove overhead。 At six o'clock in the evening it was still broad daylight； the sun had not nearly set； but was shining into the gallery from right aft； and a faint streak beneath it showed where Bornholm lay just above the horizon。 The cutter； her mainsail pulled aft as flat as a board； passed close beneath him as she turned close…hauled under the stern with the three lieutenants in the sternsheets going back to their ships … the wind was northwesterly again。 The young men were skylarking together until one of them caught sight of the modore up in the stern gallery； and then they promptly stiffened into correct attitudes。 Hornblower smiled at himself for having grown fond of those boys； and he turned back into the cabin again to relieve them of the strain of being under his eye。 Braun was waiting for him。
〃I have read through the newspapers； sir；〃 he said。 Lotus had intercepted a Prussian fishing…boat that afternoon； and had released her after confiscating her catch and taking these newspapers from her。
〃Well？〃
〃This one is the K？nigsberger Hartunsche Zeitung； sir； published under French censorship； of course。 This front page is taken up with the meeting at Dresden。 Bonaparte is there with seven kings and twenty…one sovereign princes。〃
〃Seven kings？〃
〃The kings of Holland； Naples； Bavaria； Württemberg； Westphalia； Saxony； and Prussia； sir；〃 read Braun。 〃The Grand Dukes of …〃
〃No need for the rest of the list；〃 said Hornblower。 He peered at the ragged sheets and found himself； as usual； thinking what a barbaric language German was。 Bonaparte was clearly trying to frighten someone … it could not be England who had faced Bonaparte's wrath without flinching for a dozen years。 It might be his own subjects； all the vast mass of western Europe which he had conquered。 But the obvious person for Bonaparte to try to cow was the Tsar of Russia。 There were plenty of good reasons why Russia should have grown restive under the bullying of her neighbour； and this supreme demonstration of Bonaparte's power was probably designed to frighten her into submission。
〃Is there anything about troop movements？〃 asked Hornblower。
〃Yes； sir。 I was surprised at the freedom with which they were mentioned。 The Imperial Guard is at Dresden。 There's the First； the Second〃 … Braun turned the page … 〃and the Ninth Army Corps all mentioned。 They are in Prussia … headquarters Danzig … and Warsaw。〃
〃Nine army corps；〃 reflected Hornblower。 〃Three hundred thousand men； I suppose。〃
〃There's a paragraph here which speaks of Murat's reserve cavalry。 It says 'there are forty thousand men； superbly mounted and equipped'。 Bonaparte reviewed them。〃
An enormous mass of men was obviously accumulating on the frontier between Bonaparte's Empire and Russia。 Bonaparte would have the Prussian and Austrian armies under his orders too。 Half a million men … six hundred thousand men … the imagination failed to grasp the figures。 A vast tide of humanity was piling up here in eastern Europe。 If Russia failed to be impressed by the threat； it was hard to believe that anything could survive the onrush of such a mass of men。 The doom of Russia appeared to be sealed； she must either submit or be destroyed。 No continental nation yet had successfully opposed Bonaparte； although every single one had felt the violence of his attack； only England still withstood him； and Spain still fought on although his armies had ravaged every village and every valley in the unhappy peninsula。
Doubt came back into Hornblower's mind。 He could not see that Bonaparte would derive any benefit from the conquest of Russia proportionate to the effort needed； or even proportionate to the slight risk involved。 Bonaparte ought to be able to find a far more profitable employment for the men and the money。 Probably there would be no war。 Russia would submit； and England would face a Europe every square mile of which would be in the tyrant's hands。 And yet …
〃This one is the Warsaw Gazette； sir；〃 went on Braun。 〃A little more official； from the French point of view； even than the other one； although it's in the Polish language。 Here is a long article about Russia。 It speaks of 'the Cossack menace to Europe'。 It calls Alexander 'the barbarian ruler of a barbarian people'。 'The successor of Genghis Khan。' It says that 'St Petersburg is the focus of all the potential anarchy of Europe' … 'a menace to the peace of the world' … 'deliberately hosti