, the better to cover his Magazines, and be out of such
annoyances, fell back a little; gradually to Kuttenberg again
(Tolpatchery vanishing, of its own accord); and lay encamped there,
head-quarters in the Schloss of Maleschau near by,--till the Breslau
Negotiations completed themselves.

Prince Karl, fringed with Tolpatchery in this manner, but with much
desertion, much dispiritment, in his main body,--the HOOPS upon him
all loose, so to speak,--staggers zigzag back towards Budweis, and
the Lobkowitz Party there; intending nothing more upon the
Prussians;--capable now, think some NON-Prussians, of being well swept
out of Budweis, and over the horizon altogether. If only his Prussian
Majesty will co-operate! thinks Belleisle. "Your King of Prussia will
not, M. le Marechal!" answers Broglio:--No, indeed; he has tried that
trade already, M. le Marechal! think Broglio and we. The suspicions that
Friedrich, so quiescent after his Chotusitz, is making Peace, are
rife everywhere; especially in Broglio's head and old Fleury's; though
Belleisle persists with emphasis, officially and privately, in the
opposite opinion, "Husht, Messieurs!" Better go and see, however.

Belleisle does go; starts for Kuttenberg, for Dresden; his beautiful
Budweis project now ready, French reinforcements streaming towards us,
heart high again,--if only Friedrich and the Saxons will co-operate.
Belleisle, the Two Belleisles, with Valori and Company, arrived June
2d at Kuttenberg, at the Schloss of Maleschau;--"spoke little of
Chotusitz," says Stille; "and were none of them at the pains to ride to
the ground." Marechal Belleisle, for the next three days, had otherwise
speech of Friedrich; especially, on June 5th, a remarkable Dialogue.
"Won't your Majesty co-operate?" "Alas, Monseigneur de Belleisle--" How
gladly would we give this last Dialogue of Friedrich's and Belleisle's,
one of the most ticklish conceivable: but there is not anywhere the
least record of it that can be called authentic;--and we learn only that
Friedrich, with considerable distinctness, gave him to know, "clearly"
(say all the Books, except Friedrich's own), that co-operation was
henceforth a thing of the preter-pluperfect tense. "All that I ever
wanted, more than I ever demanded, Austria now offers; can any one blame
me that I close such a business as ours has all along been, on such
terms as these now offered me are?"

It is said, and is likely enough, the Pallandt-Fleury Lett