Desiree's Diary(Book Two) 精彩片段：
Chapter 46 April 13, 1814: The Victory Procession
Last night began like many other nights. I lay awake and I worried. Everything was quiet, except the footsteps of the Russian guards.
Suddenly the sound of wheels reached my ears. A carriage stopped outside, and someone knocked at the door. I remembered the night when Villatte and Rosen came back. I opened the door myself then. This time I was afraid to go down.
After a few moments the door was opened. There were voices below, but I didnt recognize them. Then someone ran up the stairs and into my bedroom. Jean had come at last.
I lit a candle. He was on his knees beside my bed. His hair had gone quite grey and he was looking terribly tired.
"Youve had a long journey," I said. "Ill get you something to eat. Then you must rest."
He lay his head on my hand, but he didnt answer.
"Jean, youre at home," I said. "You can sleep in your own bed tonight."
Slowly he lifted his head. "Yes, of course. Can you find beds for them all? Brahe is with me, and three other officers."
The house is full, Jean, I answered. "Julie is here with her children, and Hortenses boys, and----"
He jumped to his feet. "youve filled the house with Bonapartes? With Swedens enemies?"
"Theyre only children," I told him. "Ill give your officers some food. After that we must find rooms for them in a hotel."
"They can stay at the Swedish embassy," said Jean. Then he opened the door between my bedroom and his.
I followed him with the candle. He stared round his familiar room without a word. It welcomed him back, but he didnt seem to recognize its welcome.
"I too shall stay at the embassy," he said slowly. "Im sorry, Desiree. Ive made a mistake. I shouldnt have come to this house. It memories hurt me too much." He held me tightly. "Come down and meet my officers."