ded him with spies
to garner up his words, to watch his actions, and, if possible, to
detect his plans. But the marble face of this incomprehensible youth
told no secrets. Even to Josephine he revealed not his intentions; and
no mortal scrutiny could explore the thoughts fermenting in his deep and
capacious mind. His personal appearance at this time is thus described
by an observer of his triumphal entrance into Milan:

"I beheld with deep interest and extreme attention that
extraordinary man who has performed such great deeds, and
about whom there is something which seems to indicate that
his career is not yet terminated. I found him very like his
portrait, small in stature, thin, pale, with the air of
fatigue, but not in ill health. He appeared to me to listen
with more abstraction than interest, as if occupied rather
with what he was thinking of than with what was said to him.
There is great intelligence in his countenance, along with
an expression of habitual meditation, which reveals nothing
of what is passing within. In that thinking head, in that
daring mind, it is impossible not to suppose that some
designs are engendering which shall have their influence
upon the destinies of Europe."

Napoleon was fully confident of the jealousy he had aroused, and of
the vigilance with which he was watched. His caution often wounded
Josephine, as he was as impenetrable to her in reference to all his
political plans as to any one else. While she at times loved him almost
to adoration, she ever felt in awe of the unexplored recesses of his
mind. He appeared frequently lost in thought, and, perfectly regardless
of the pomp and the pageantry with which he was surrounded, he gave
unmistakable indications that he regarded the achievements he had
already accomplished as very trivial--merely the commencement of his
career. She once remarked to a friend, "During the many years we have
now passed together, I never once beheld Bonaparte for a moment at
ease--not even with myself. He is constantly on the alert. If at any
time he appears to show a little confidence, it is merely a feint to
throw the person with whom he is conversing off his guard, and to draw
forth his real sentiments, but never does he himself disclose his own
thoughts."

Napoleon now deemed it expedient to visit Paris; for he despised the
weakness and the inefficiency of those who, amid the surges